Addiction Songtext
von Foscor

With the senses laid in the ground
I can feel the strongest desire
And slow down time
With the fences reclaiming regard
I feel tight and slight the real player
A dose I know
Lazy nights,
unfriendly sites
Children,
Your father sometimes dies
Your father sometimes flies,
Children Regain a morbid essence
Plucked all wordly aims
The lone good felt is a credance to survive
To snare the addiction slide
Sullen stay,
distressing need hence sore
Loser worm,
the addictions sign
The addictions humble sign
Children, wait here please, let me taste your smile
With the senses laid in the ground