It started as curiosity
How did it wind up like this?
It was only one can
I just wanted a taste

They told me it was good
That was true
But now I can't stop
I can't put down this can
It's a part of me now

The first time I popped open the can in the dark void of my kitchen
The carbonation made me feel alive
I had never felt more joy in my existence
It wasn't real... it was never real

Nothing's changed for me
Everyday is the same
37 cans on the floor and nothing else to my name
I feel as empty as the discarded cans
Help.