Following God's snow white way

the time has come to powder again my nose
looking for all the stuff , i may not make noise

this is really what i want myself to do
and all this fun stuff i've got here is all thanks to you

i can feel myself allready shaking , and haven't even begun
putting music in my ears, shoots the melody in me like a shotgun

i've pressed play -> my favourite song, "my suicidal dream"
it makes me forget everything, i can feel the sweat followed by steam

the sweet smell of addiction is following me
is this really the person i want myself to be
the new lines have been layed, maybe ishouldn't touch them and let them stay

But no , let's follow the right way , God's white way ..
i can allready feel its salty taste in my troat
getting all stressed out, impossible to have clear thoughts

i'm losing the contole over my mind and body
no-one may hear me , i'm screaming , i can't hear anybody

this stuff will make me awake all day
the best part of it , it will make me starve
and that's how everybody has his own way
to show them that there still alive