I used to take this feeling
And ramp it up to hell
Booze drugs and no sleep
Could have been my death nell
Now I ride the manic wave
But Im totally aware
Stomach turns, mind races
Like being chased by a bear
Ive tried to cope
Got off the dope
And dont drink anymore
Hell this ride is more than enough
Without added rocket fuel
4 hrs sleep as it is
Trying to read my mood
But Im ridin it out
Sometimes its a blast
I know it wont last
Preparing for the crash
Feel like Im my own lab rat