heavenly ride

come on
grab on
to this wheel of fire
let it bring you more desire
you want it to get you even higher
inside you never wanted peace
outside you cry for all who leaves

be strong
be gone
from this hell parade
from the middle of the stampede
be the first to start to fade
you won't take another hit
and yet you still can't quit

and your pride
your ride
is all you no longer have

*

"Who did this to you?"
"I did it to myself."
...
"Is this because of what happened to you when you were a little girl? Is that why you turned out this way?"
"Why did you never talk to me?"
"There was nothing I could do to change what happened."