Текст песни
There are those who say that lust will kill me
Friends who try to slow me down
Tell me if you hear them lately
I'm ignoring every sound
Kicking, twisting, spilling words and paper
Can't be bothered, won't deny
The flow from gut to fingertips
The juice that can keep you high
You sign your name with your last act every time
Don't erase yourself by asking why