One more hit...

Talking to myself again...can't get these voices out my head.

I am raged...filled with hate, violence is my new best friend... 

Trust in the ficticious - paranoia at it's best;

Self induced nirvana - all dreams granted, all troubles to rest;

Nothing can compare...trust me...

Needle tracks lead to euphoria - seductive and s****y;

The after effects - a ghost that never leaves;

A dealer is my god - possess me i am just a host...

Power over me - can't get enough;

I need you in me - the price of pleasure;

I am the beholder...

I want to live! I want to die!

Can't tell....do they love me or trying to get me!

The walls are closing...too much to keep in...

Heart beating like running horses - no release.

Bleeding sweat, is it over yet?

why si everyone shouting!...way are you whispering?

Shut the up! Shut the f**k up!

Dying!, Dying! Die!

Dying!, Dying! Die!

Dying!, Dying! Die!

Self abused - substance used;

Chemical love - obssessive over dose.