Random

It's just random, it might not make any sense.

If you know what it’s like feeling empty inside
It’s like going on a never ending ride
It takes you high sometimes low
Sometimes fast and sometimes slow
Your heart pumps acid through your veins
Tears are falling, a never ending rain
The room is spinning
Distorted faces grinning
Heartbeats quickening, dizzy, sickening
Pictures bouncing in and out
The ultimate high no doubt
Colors fading, body’s degrading, so what’s my rating?
Crackhead, Dealer, drunkie, prostie?
I could go for a cold frostie
Minutes ticking by the hour
I could really use a shower
Falling freely to the ground
Shh, quiet, not another sound
Breathing slowing, darkness growing
Life is tiring, days expiring
Death is creeping, Eternal Sleeping