Maybe I'm indulging too much
In cards playing in my favor.
When I jump these days,
I drift too close to the sun.
This euphoria that drugs me,
Buring my skin with an acid touch,
Has me hooked beyond belief
And I cannot get enough.
But such an overdose
Could leave my body comatose.
Pull out my life support,
And my eyes will glass over.
So, maybe, while I still can
I should withdraw my advances,
But what fun would that be
If I dulled my wild fever dream?
