I feel like I was born again today,
a new standard in the regime.
I want to do everything.
The craving won’t stop
Loathing all my days away,
looking for the next fix.
I’m wasting my life away,
looking for the next.
It gives more dreams,
more love,
no pain reflex,
more fame,
more heart,
more sex.
No matter how far,
down the spiral I go.
As it tears up my insides.
I’ll never really get a new life.
