Kaolin Fire with GUD Issues 0 through 5

kaolin fire presents :: writing :: poetry :: SubtleSuicide


oppurtunity is knocking and I'm opening the door
I'm going out, enjoying life, but I really don't care anymore
I'm an adrenaline junkie just living til I'm dead
That Boy he's going somewhere, that was what they said
but now I'm just a roving for I've bled and bled and bled.

I'm an adrenaline junkie, just living on my thrills
living life from shot to shot, in between paying bills
I race some loser I've never met and by the by I win
but that's not what it's all about, I need to race again
because only with adrenaline do I stop to feel tha pain.

I'm an adrenaline junkie, man, living on my luck
waiting for the fateful moment that it will be struck
i'm told I'm one crazy mother to be walking around the block
without an automatic rifle, nine millimeter, glock...
when walking down crack alley: adrenaline's my rock.

I raced a train the other day, a train I couldn't see
I waited for a bit to amass the energy
then gunned my motor, let it fly, and god it barely missed
if I'd waited one more second I'd have finally found my bliss
but for now I live, and rush and rush, until that final kiss.

One day I'm sure, my luck won't hold
And for that day I yearn so bold
I'm an adrenaline junkie just living on my kicks
cuz the only thing I'm living for are these little risks
and I don't care one way or other on the outcome of the trick.

I am soooo fake pre-loading this image so the navigation doesn't skip while loading the over state.  I know I could use the sliding doors technique to avoid this fate, but I am too lazy.