Addiction (Remastered)
Wake up in the morning, an empty bottle on the floor
Bloodstains on my shirt, last night I needed more
Addicted for life, there is no cure
I suffer in silence, until I need more
Feel the hunger
Feel it growing in my mind
Need a fix now
To get by another day
Never wanted this
Never asked for this disease
Every victim
Kills a piece inside of me
My addiction, death
My addiction, death
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
There is no cure
Except my own demise
I can't help it, nothing I can do
Feel the urge rising, oh god, i'm so through
Try to booze up, make it go away
I know what will happen, every night it is the same
Feel the hunger
Feel it growing in my mind
Need a fix now
To get by another day
Never wanted this
Never asked for this disease
Every victim
Kills a piece inside of me
My addiction, death
My addiction, death
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
There is no cure
Except my own demise
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
I need a fix
Soon blood'll be on my knife
My addiction, death
My addiction, death
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
There is no cure
Except my own demise
Bloodstains on my shirt, last night I needed more
Addicted for life, there is no cure
I suffer in silence, until I need more
Feel the hunger
Feel it growing in my mind
Need a fix now
To get by another day
Never wanted this
Never asked for this disease
Every victim
Kills a piece inside of me
My addiction, death
My addiction, death
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
There is no cure
Except my own demise
I can't help it, nothing I can do
Feel the urge rising, oh god, i'm so through
Try to booze up, make it go away
I know what will happen, every night it is the same
Feel the hunger
Feel it growing in my mind
Need a fix now
To get by another day
Never wanted this
Never asked for this disease
Every victim
Kills a piece inside of me
My addiction, death
My addiction, death
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
There is no cure
Except my own demise
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
I need a fix
Soon blood'll be on my knife
My addiction, death
My addiction, death
Addicted to death
Addicted to taking lives
There is no cure
Except my own demise
Credits
Writer(s): Arnold Boukes
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