The Addict
Evil fingers caressing the face
Every line they do trace
All the silver strands of hair
Take the ride so you won't care
Hide the many scars of pain
Get back on the horse and ride again
Why do such good men
Allow the evil to come in
A child's cry they do not hear
While they wonder why they're not held near
A woman standing on the brink
If only they would stop and think
She wouldn't have to look away
Hide herself from the light of day
Here goes another trip
Now you're feeling a little sick
Takes one travelling back in time
When nothing at all had no reason or rhyme
What's it gonna be my dear
Who'll be the one's wiping away the tears
Always consequences you see
Nothing from the Devil comes for free
Hear him whisper in your ear
Feel the need as it appears
Breathing fire that burns so hot
No touching the pain or hitting the spot
More. More. Just one more
Then promise yourself to walk out that door
The head pounds as he speaks
Louder the call to claim and wreak
Havoc and pain all around
The price for riding the horseless merry go round
Dizzying. Whirling. Feeling high
Swear you could almost touch the sky
Then suddenly wonder why it's never enough
Everyone's gone and you're feeling pretty rough
Talk to yourself cause you're left all alone
Go on beating yourself with the jagged stone
Dare to forget the dues made to pay
If in the Devil's rhealm you choose to play
Can't you feel it as it goes
Each little piece of your soul
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