You drive me to fiery
I lose control
You make me hungry
Feed my soul
You give me so much
Enough to light the furnace
But when we touch
We just scratch the surface
So give me what I need
Come on just bleed
You can call it greed
But I have to feed
I scavage every bite
I can get of you
I salvage every second of night
I have tasted with you
Because of you, I'm living
You are what I'm about
I know you keep giving
But I feel you holding out
So give me what I need
Come on just bleed
You can call it greed
But I have to feed
We stoke the furnace
But we are just scratching the surface
So give me what I need
Come on just bleed
You are what I'm about
But I feel you holding out
You can call it greed
But I have to feed
© Jerry Langdon 2017
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