It all started with a man
Addicted to thrills
High, fast paced
He couldnt say no
He didnt know his own will
He couldnt shake the evil
Addicted to lies
He Looked Them In The Face
Eyes dialated
Not understanding his own words
But he said he was fine
I used to see him sometimes
Wondering my streets
Adrenaline pumping so vibrantly
I could hear his hearbeat
Chills ran through my body
I wanted so Badly for him to stop
Knowing one day
Maybe just one day
That his habit could be dropped
I had faith
Knew that he can
Tragically turned out though
It all started with a man
Addicted to thrills
High, fast paced
Until the day he was killed.
