Adrenaline

Another gift from God. Breathing deep religiously. Dust. Splintering inside of me. Light speed. Intensity. Driven by its purity Cloud nine, white line, this time I'm on Adrenaline. I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm told that eyes Are the windows of the soul. God speed be with you. Drawn inside by razor lines, Cut. And not muffled from the ledge. Inches beyond the edge. Indications start to shine. Cloud nine, white line, this time-- I'm on Adrenaline. I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline No fears for consequence remain The razor cuts We're free again The shining hour redefined. Cloud nine, white line, This Adrenaline. This Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline I'm on Adrenaline And when I think of all the times I tried to make you understand The truth possessed within these lines, Within the soul I left behind. No fears for consequence remain The razor cuts, We're free again The shining hour redefined Cloud nine, white line, This Adrenaline. --- Adrenaline - Rosetta Stone