CRAZE

CRAZEOh shit! It makes me tick, my throat is set ablaze. The strangulation’s quick, I feel the ravages of craze…Deeper I inhale, weaker gets my body. Feeble, growing pale, I see through the blood-shot eyes of emptiness, eyes of loneliness…Overpower craze, otherwise I’m dead.Oh shit! It makes me tick, my throat is set ablaze. The strangulation’s quick, I feel the ravages of craze…Something sucks me in, I can’t help but drowning. Is it just a dream or my death is overthrowing tidal waves, blowing me away?..Overpower craze, otherwise I’m dead.Oh shit! It makes me tick, my throat is set ablaze. The strangulation’s quick, I feel the ravages of craze…Craze… craze… craze… craze… Copyright 1998. Слова - мои.