The Beast

On addiction...

Feed me with drugs and drink

So you can quieten my voice

I will even let you think

That in this you have a choice

In the darkness you will find me

Kissing away your tears

With my chains you can be free

For a moment, ease your fears

I have seen a million of you

And there be a million more

I am the lies you think are true

That you scream at death’s door

Feed me with your fear and terror

Sing me the same old drunken song

I can make this pain last forever

Making all your rights to wrongs

I will always whisper to you softly

When you’re scared and alone

Just don’t tell anyone about me

I romance you best on your own

For I am the Beast

On your pain I feast

And I shall never cease

While you hold my leash

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