(S.Smyth & G.Thorpe) It's feeding my mind Killing
time on my hands It's eating my mind Finding a
place to lash out once again I can't shake the
feeling That is burning through my veins Slam the
gates and lock all the doors And I won't let
nobody in It's drinking my blood Racing straight
to my brain Talking right through me man f**kin
feeling good Right now I feel like sh*t This
fiend is taking over And demanding all control
I've got to make a stand Before it crucifies my
soul Fiend, Fiend, Fiend...
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