The Fiend

I know what the fiend feels
an incessant pain that never ends
a strong, burning desire, for a hit
what ever it takes
they must have it
cold sweats, shakes, nausea
it calls and beckons
the need to have it outweighs reality

Oh, I know what the fiend feels

Addicted to you
this pain never ends
a strong, burning desire for you
what ever it takes
I must have you
cold sweats, shakes, nausea
you call and beckon
The need to have you outweighs reality

Oh, I am the fiend
and you are my drug.