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Hooked U.S.

Hooked U.S.

Copyright 2025, Thomas C. Mirc, All Rights Reserved


Made me feel so good, first time I got it

Had to come, comin' back for more

Changed who I was in the process

Livin' life for just another score


Now these scars on my wrists, they don't heal

Can't see clearly through bloodshot eyes

And that house I called a home, it's well past long time gone

Just like the man I used to be inside


It's killing me slowly

Surrounding me in gray

Believing I'm receiving, while it takes everything away

And I wish I could have back all it ever took

But it's too late now, the feeling's got me hooked


I used to bike these streets with a smile on my face

With the sound of children laughing in the air

Now there's cracks in the sidewalk and glass on the asphalt

And a soul in me desperate for repair


It's killing us slowly, surrounding us in gray

Beleiving we're receiving, while it takes everything away

And I wish we could have back all it ever took

But it's too late now, the feeling's got us hooked


Hope there'll come a day, all of this will change

We'll go back to what we had before

But our heroes all have melted in the heat of great deceit 

While we were all watching, they closed the door


Now they're killing us slowly

Surrounded in decay

Believing we're receiving, it's how they took everything away

And I wish we could have back all they ever took

But it's too late now

'Cause now they've got us hooked

© 2025 by Thomas C. Mirc, All Rights Reserved

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