Inhaling smoke to constrict our lungs
Another drop of liquor to push our liver closer to the edge
The hit of drugs entering your veins
At the end of the day, it's the thrill and rush of knowing you're driving yourself closer to death
That your blood turns black, just like the world around. And soon that vital liquid will stop moving and stand still just like your life, and your existence will cease to exist
It is that thought and feeling that prevents us from quitting all vices
