Doom
Angel Dust
spread on your dreams
a few hours you'll enjoy
the flight high above
reaching out for freedom
promises for a fool
The thoughts only focused
on the dose you'll soon need
your life, as a playground
the rules you hardly know
don't try to win that game
someone else'd thrown the dices
A bad trip let you once
crash down into her arms
though, the warmth of that trust
like a recovered feeling
may have broken the curse
you did not care
