The loss of innocence Cost your mind There is no much evidence Passion left you blind You took so many pills Intoxicated mind And you're very ill A cure is hard to find Come back to tomorrow and bring The ashes of your soul Uncontrollably wild You easily lost control There's no antidote For the poison in your soul You took so many drinks Anesthetized mind And you're very ill A cure is hard to find Come back to tomorrow and bring The ashes of your soul