My addiction sickens me Take my flesh, but set me free Strip away my dying bones With my soul I’ll pay my loans Give me peace and give me death Only perverts get the jest There’s little else for me to say And little reason I should stay But still I’m here and so is he Laughing, taunting, killing me Like boiled needles stuck skin deep You leave me feeling dry and weak My giver of this dying trade Never will my debts be paid But I’m strong with crystal will Swinging from a window sill Laughing like a lunatic Fear and mourning makes me sick Numb my heart and every nerve To the master I must serve Inward breath and breakfast straw Burning nose and clenching jaw Torn from birth as if aborted Tries a smile but it’s contorted Twisted distance links my mind To an endless written line That brings me to a sudden end But still I live and hope to mend The heart inside that once beat true Until the day that I met you My bitter bitch my queen so damned This is not what I had planned But when you’ve been awake for 3 straight Your vision begins to shake and even your bones begin to ache The shadows tell secrets of emaculate conception You’re moving so fast that time warps perception And a tweakers connection is one from the soul Or so it seems Like all the illusions you’ve come to believe And the magic in the air you think you can see But borrowed time brings sorrowed times And seizers of the mind Dilute the tell tale signs That everything is breaking Your life is slowly taking One last journey Toward the very bitter end and I am NOT alone!