Noah

Drugs of Choice

I am forced to be beaten
I am forced to be raped
Inside the mind of a brainiac
What more can you take?
I am stuttering at the thought
Stuttering as I speak
As I sift through my mind
Searching for the weakest link.
How much can you take?
How much can I offer?
I\'m in need of a break
From the chemical slaughter.
Gushing blood through my veins
Blood through my heart
Consuming more pain
That tears us apart.