Adrenaline Junkie

Busted open like a pinata
Not my heart but my soul
Where love use to live
Exists an empty hole

With no love to replace
I'll find something that fits
These drugs wouldn't stay
Boy, I wish they did

Abandoned internally
Not vulnerable, yet deserted
Looking forward to the future
My body thrives on the torture

"Bring it on" I shout
Physical, emotional or mental
It brings such a rush
What's left of me, I'm hoping to crush

Adrenaline Junkie
I'm no longer empty