The epidemic from a crystal lie. Puts you in super over drive. The methademic that is so hard to hide. Insanely staring with wide eyes. Hellucinating in a chemical Hell. Ain't my idea of having fun. Synthetic overload you're under its spell. Your super nightmare's just begun. You try to stop but it controls you. Your love affair with it won't last. You're on a suicidal ride of self-destruction. And in the end you're gonna crash. You live too fast. You live too fast. You look just like a dead man alive. Losing the fight for survival. You sit and wait at Hell's fiery gate. Waiting the Devil's arrival. Ha-Ha-Ha. You live so fast. You need more methademic crystal. You never sleep you just keep goin. Just push the trigger on your hypodermic pistol. Each time you're dying without knowing. You live too fast. You live too fast. What's the point it's killing you. Without you even knowing. I can tell you've sold your soul. and hell is where you're going. Ha-ha-ha I'll see you there