Patience runs out on the junkie The dark side hires another soul Did he steal his fate or earn it Was he force-fed, did he learn it Whatever happened to his precious self control Like him I'm tired of trying to heal This tom-cat heart with which I'm blessed Is destruction loving's twin Must I choose to lose or win Maybe when my turn comes I will have guessed These are the horns of the dilemma What truth is proof against all lies When sacred fails before profane The wisest man is deemed insane Even the purest of romantics compromise What fixation feeds this fever As the full moon pales and climbs Am I living truth or rank deceiver Am I the victim or the crime Am I the victim or the crime Am I the victim or the crime Or the crime And so I wrestle with the angel To see who'll reap the seeds I sow Am I the driver or the driven Will I be damned to be forgiven Is there anybody here but me who needs to know What it is to face this fever As the full moon pales and climbs Am I living truth or rank deceiver Am I the victim or the crime Am I the victim or the crime Am I the victim or the crime Or the crime

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