At the worst of my worst I was my plugs best customer I would lie cheat and steal from anyone and anything I was detoxing on my parents couch flip flopping like a fish just trying to catch an hour or two shuteye and it was a music video from an artist with a problem of his own that made me think of what I was doing to my family and friends. It was velvet revolvers fall to pieces to bring light to my eyes if a close call for an addict did to his bandmates what I was doing to my family and friends must have been 100x worse