Intoxication

Living life without consent
as feelings remain and the money I've spent
means nothing to me if I can smile
a real smile for a while.

Feeling on top, but you're down below
shouting words, but you're too slow
already past the discount store
as I feel great and crave for more

keep on walking, i'll stay here
i've already died, nothing to fear
but take the wheel, i'm unable to steer
a life without direction, unable to change gear.

opened doors and bloody floors
thrown around for having fun
the jokes on you, i've already won
painted permanent, cannot be undone.