Crackhead

Feeling the rush go to your brain. the days they go by like a freight train. it numbs all your pain, you've got nothing to gain, & you've lost everything there is no one to blame but yourself.

Out of control

Fire that rushes through your blood. your hearts beating faster, the drug is your master, the road to disaster, your left with nothing and no one.

Out of control
I am your god

Wanting, needing, frustration, the pressure is building your breaking. the hunger it sticks, & until your next fix, you will do what it takes just to feed it.

For what price will you will pay
Your friends and family fade away
All you care about is that high
Until you die

I take from you your soul,
Until you lose control,
When there nothing left you break,
Another victim i take.

You slowly go insane
All is lost, nothing gained
There's nothing left you break
Another victim i take

Acceleration of your breathing, heart start pumping, nose is bleeding, can't stop feeling, like you're feeling, stars you're seeing, thoughts deceiving, this sickness you are feeling as you fall down to the floor. you cry like a bastard, but no one will answer, last stop for you is the morgue.