Cayenne

Bite and taste them dead butteriesStart the shine of lust in your eyesSmelling so divine it hurtsReaching high to clouds to disperseOh I can't feel the pain no moreI've burned the bridge, there's no returnWhile tradin' all the gold i've earnedRush of fever kicks to the headHot in the air tonightLike mindless creature following it's masterDriven by the pepper of the birdsCursed mind makes me run more fasterCraving for fluids to kill the thirstOh I can't feel the pain no moreBurned the bridge, there's no returnTradin' all the gold i've earnedHear the blast, hear the roarLike a freight train heading onNever want to come back down