Zydrate Love

It's the Z that pumps through my veins
The rush that drives me insane
My pulse doesn't change
Nor my heartbeat; it's strange
I lack the ability to feel

I don't feel the cuts in my flesh
The stabbing pain in my chest
This addiction's the best
It makes you feel real

And once you feel alive
The side effects won't subside
Once Zydrate's inside
You've already made your deal

The rush turns to lust
Right before you combust
You'll begin to "trust"
The feeling, so surreal