Call me crackhead
Call me addict
Call me what you like
The sweats
The aching
The melancholy
Overwhelm me
When I can't get my fix
I cannot move
For days on end
The world is coming
To an end
A week goes by
And the worst begins to fade
But I'm still craving
Lookin for my fix
Ain't got no dealer
Ain't nothin I can arrange
Ain't no good, til I get my drug
If it weren't so random
I could cope
I'd do my steps
And be alright
But my fix
It comes out of the blue
Just when
I think I'm ok
It hits me from nowhere
And I go insane
Gotta have more
Gotta have it now
Gotta do what I can
Before its gone
Cycle repeats
Until I crash
Tell me, girl, what can I do
I just can't get
Enough of you...