Power Crue
Текст песни Feeder Of Needs

I'm coming tonight from the dark side of the town,
Like serpent I'm creeping around,
I'm growing like fear in the center of your mind,
As you see I am real,
And you follow 'cause you're blind

I fill your life with my undone hopes,
I give sadness and second part roles,
You give me your life, your mind and your soul,
As you see I'm your terror,
And your nightmare just begins

I feed your needs and slowly put the greed deep inside of you

I'm always searching for a victim to kill,
You're chosen and I'll use you for real,
You play death game with my own rules,
You can never, never win,
And my heart gives no excuse,
Only God can give you excuse

I feed your needs and slowly put the greed deep inside of you,
I feed your needs with greed,
When you called me, I was your best friend but now,
I am the clay on your crown.

Fight back my nightmares, my freedom shade off from beyond,
Try wake-up my soul but greed hold me back in that bog,
And my soul needs your excuse, I'm weedy, I can't refuse

Crossroad in front, scrambling to hope, to live,
"Wake-up my soul, get back that greed" I scream,
Handle me with care, teach me the fair, To choose

Now I walk alone, have I won?
In a world of fire, I kill the desire
Sitting here with me, am I free?
Now I haven't you, I will be...
Screaming loud when I poach in a blood mire of needs

And screaming on, forever
Nobody helps, nobody stands, whatever
A hopeless God and a painful friend, they stand, together

Looking back I realize how poor I am,
Never mind the power that I might have,
Looking back I realize nothing seems to be mine,
Nothing so important now but sadness and despair.

I feed your needs and slowly put the greed deep inside of you,
I feed your needs with greed,
When you called me, I was your best friend but now,
I am the clay on your crown.