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Crystal Rock


When the cocaine fades away and its rushing through your veins and the bruises blacken from the fist of your mate When the baby kicks inside and your high has gone and your house is empty because everything is pawned When the child is born and born inflicted the window to its soul is blurred the heart rate is lifted As the doctors come in to say your baby is a victim You lash out Disguised as a mother who tried out the sacrificing measures to reproduce The baby hangs with the little life god gave Soon to leave this earth free from all the hurt Your lover strikes you but soon falls accustomed to the drugs, the life of a man who tried to be strong to a drug addicted woman When the cocaine fades away and its rushing through your veins and the bruises blacken from the fist of your mate It's all to late The white rock exists Yet you're without existence
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