Evil Blood
Evil blood flows through my veins I need to suck the toxins out.
My mind has been taken over by a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, there’s no doubt.
I feel the conflict within me, can I hold on or might I let go?
The fractured mind, a tortured soul, a troubled heart who can know?
If I don’t find relief soon, I don’t know how I can survive.
Drugs or booze or an illicit affair something to numb the pain I feel inside.
Punishment by fire, slice open the guilt, let the sorrow run free.
If I’m here tomorrow, no one will be more surprised than me.