Samuel Young

Raise your hand if you've struggled with addiction in here.

I knew I was in good company, boys.

I don't know, I've been an addict my whole life, I mean, since teenage years, drinking, smoking weed, all that stuff, and then moved on to harder things, and get lost, you know, you get lost down the road that you don't feel like you can come back out of, but there's a way out, you know, and I consider myself probably, I guess, I'm California sober these days, I don't...

Don't mess with none of the hard stuff anymore, but

when

you're chasing that dragon, you just can't seem to ever catch it and kill that hurt that you got inside.

It don't ever do a thing.

Even for a little while, you're just numbing that shit.

I'll numb some after a while.

I think I'm a wifer.

I don't know.

Just gotta keep between the mayonnaise and mustard, I reckon.

As long as you ain't hurting nobody, I guess.

I guess you can hurt yourself.

Usually you end up hurting somebody else when you're doing that stuff.

This one's called The Hurt.

Here I sit Behind you You'll never You'll never come I'm just a man I can't wait to walk away, it was hard to do Forget your name and the way you move Not a drop left to drink, and the pills won't work And you can't kill the hurt, no matter what you do When you finally, when you finally find When you finally find out how cold hell can be Life is short, comes at you fast.

One day you're here, and the next you're gone.

One day you're here, and the next you're gone.

One day you're here, and the next you're gone.

Not a drive, live to drink.

And the pills won't work.

And you can't kill the hurt.

No matter what you do And you finally And you finally find And you finally find out How cold hell can be Not a drop left to drink And the pills won't work No matter what you do Well, you can't kill the herd And you finally And you finally find And you finally find out Alcohol,

hell can

Raise your hand if you've struggled with addiction in here.

I knew I was in good company, boys.

I don't know, I've been an addict my whole life, I mean, since teenage years, drinking, smoking weed, all that stuff, and then moved on to harder things, and get lost, you know, you get lost down the road that you don't feel like you can come back out of, but there's a way out, you know, and I consider myself probably, I guess, I'm California sober these days, I don't...

Don't mess with none of the hard stuff anymore, but

when

you're chasing that dragon, you just can't seem to ever catch it and kill that hurt that you got inside.

It don't ever do a thing.

Even for a little while, you're just numbing that shit.

I'll numb some after a while.

I think I'm a wifer.

I don't know.

Just gotta keep between the mayonnaise and mustard, I reckon.

As long as you ain't hurting nobody, I guess.

I guess you can hurt yourself.

Usually you end up hurting somebody else when you're doing that stuff.

This one's called The Hurt.

Here I sit Behind you You'll never You'll never come I'm just a man I can't wait to walk away, it was hard to do Forget your name and the way you move Not a drop left to drink, and the pills won't work And you can't kill the hurt, no matter what you do When you finally, when you finally find When you finally find out how cold hell can be Life is short, comes at you fast.

One day you're here, and the next you're gone.

One day you're here, and the next you're gone.

One day you're here, and the next you're gone.

Not a drive, live to drink.

And the pills won't work.

And you can't kill the hurt.

No matter what you do And you finally And you finally find And you finally find out How cold hell can be Not a drop left to drink And the pills won't work No matter what you do Well, you can't kill the herd And you finally And you finally find And you finally find out Alcohol,

hell can