This is a song about my struggles with addiction, particularly opiates. I never got fully strung out on heroin as the song implies, but it's more lyrical and poetic to refer to opiates as "smack" so I did, despite getting addicted to Suboxone and pills, not actual smack. Aristic liberties, I guess.

Anyways. Here's the lyrics to another crummy demo. To anyone who listens, I hope you enjoy, and you too can get sober and overcome addiction. This was just written from the perspective of me at the lowest depths of my addiction, not caring if I lived or died.

(verse 1)
You know why I'm here,
let's not be coy, it's obvious to all.
Just give me what I'm after,
so I can hide behind my broken walls.
And every taste I get's 
another spoonful digging an early grave...
Keep your damned redemption and eat your pity,
I won't be saved.

(chorus 1)
Just one more fix my friend,
can't walk much further, I'm at the end.
Draining like that bitter taste 
on which my happiness depends.
This my final fix, good friend,
My happy ending is my God-send,
remind myself to tell him hi
for you as I descend.
(I need my fix...)

(verse 2)
And all I felt inside,
what made me alive has long since died.
Dark communion fills my soul,
and I need this to survive.
No army in this world
could hold me back from unholy smack.
It's a ritual habitual, 
and my spirit is turning black.

(chorus 1)
Just one more fix my friend,
can't walk much further, I'm at the end.
Draining like that bitter taste 
on which my happiness depends.
This my final fix, good friend,
My happy ending is my God-send,
remind myself to tell him hi
for you as I descend.
(I need my fix...)

(musical interlude)
And I've never felt so alive
And I'm alive
And I've never felt, I've never felt so alive
Am I alive?

(chorus 1)
Just one more fix my friend,
can't walk much further, I'm at the end.
Draining like that bitter taste 
on which my happiness depends.
This my final fix, good friend,
My happy ending is my God-send,
remind myself to tell him hi
for you as I descend.
(I need my fix...)

(chorus 2)
This my final fix, good friend,
and I can sleep, this is the end
Draining like my cloudy thoughts
as I try to pretend.
This, my final fix again,
demons raging deep within...
Remind myself that I forgot
as I bathed myself in sin.

(A broken fix.)


Fix (demo)

The RuneScape prison guy who records sad songs he wrote in prison and isn't a good singer

You're here before I move from "no ground" to "underground." Congratulations

Fix (demo)

Josh Pillault