Please, excuse me, sir could you spare some change?
Every day I get up and it’s all the same
I am inside out in a sideways place
I got friends around but they’re all mistakes
And the bottle tips to my open throat
And the needle hits on the skin so cold
I am underneath I cannot control
Crave
Fill me up until my plate is full
Is it for my head, is it for my fuel?
I will open up, I will swallow whole
Sugar in the veins and the hearts consoled
‘Cause it’s something that everybody needs
When we just give in how it tastes so sweet
Is it by design, does it grow from greed?
Crave