The Addict
just when you thought it was over
the rush comes back again
skin ignites as your blood boils
adrenilin venom burns your soul
storm chasing on the highways
stars shooting as you scream away
heart flexing eyes a popping as the drugs goes in
life flashes in front of you look inside of you to find the cure for me
the music connects as the fires burn
victims aint we all, when will we learn
the only folks we hurt are the ones we call ourselves
led there on a E.R bed
wanting to let go
people crying at our sides they`ll blame each other when we die!
the music connects as the fires burn
victims aint we all, when will we learn
presure takes its tool on you
you burn in hate you are so small
braced for death as you babies crawl
shot down now paralised
worthless now theres no suprise
Copyright © Matt Doe | Year Posted 2006
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