Cure

My damaged friends got stories to tell

some drink the bottle

some pop a pill

some take a psychedelic

and claim they are healed

I'd say they seem ok

they laugh and they play

 seem to forget their pain

working out karma

can be a terrible thing

we all try to love just the same

we look into their eyes

and we see everything

we say one day it'll go away

Its just survival until we fade