The loss of innocence
Cost your mind
There is no much evidence
Passion left you blind
You took so many pills
Intoxicated mind
And you're very ill
A cure is hard to find
Come back to tomorrow and bring
The ashes of your soul
Uncontrollably wild
You easily lost control
There's no antidote
For the poison in your soul
You took so many drinks
Anesthetized mind
And you're very ill
A cure is hard to find
Come back to tomorrow and bring
The ashes of your soul