Suicidal Tendencies

[Mike Muir/Mike Clark]
Taste like addiction
Smells like addiction
This is addiction
Feeding the addiction
Feeding the addiction
Feeding the addiction
You haven't eaten in days and your gums are bleeding
Swearing to God the pipe's all you're needing
It's robbing or stealing or turning a trick
You do whatever it takes to suck on the Devil's dick
The more you feed it, the harder it is to tame
Taking in the Beast, playing it like a game
Lying to yourself saying the same old shit
"I don't need it, I just don't want to quit"
Taste like addiction
Smells like addiction
This is addiction
Feeding the addiction
Feeding the addiction
Feeding the addiction
The hunger of addiction calls
There's nothing romantic about going through withdrawals
You're craving a sample well, here's just a taste
Picking and scratching the scabs on your face
Your life support system's a syringe
Killing a piece of your soul every time you binge
Praying to God and begging for forgiveness
Knowing damn well that you can't keep going on like this
This is addiction
Feed the addiction
This is addiction