| Posted On: | 2005-09-09 00:00:00 |
New addictions
Still the old repressions
I know my heart will blow
But my body craves it more
you know it, truth
you feel it, satisfaction
you crave it, hunger
you fight it, madness
No Issue, it keeps the rhythm
try to escape, it gets stronger
pumping poison, no other thoughts
satisfying lust, quench the undying thirst
Drugs, pressure, hate
World of mixed up pains
darkness engulfing all
never see daylight again...
