I sort of kept this lyric to myself because I never really found anyone who could relate to it. I admit I had my time with "meth" or what is known as Crank. At the time I was running ragged with my freedom and willing to risk anything just for the satifaction of saying I been there. I got on the ride and kept pushing my limits only to end up in the end saying "well... that was it?" I have always heard people talk about not being able to get away but for me I came down and I was rather disappointed. People all kept talking about this ultimate "high" and "losing control" where I was trying to chase this thought down. I just kept getting to the point where I just couldn't get myself to move farther into the high. I found it frustrating in a way because I would push where others with me would hit the ground freaking out. I guess I thought it sux because I was expecting to do the same instead of being labled what we called a super geeker. Later a friend told me I was just chasing the dragon in my own way. The dragon is a mythical creature that don't exist. Thus this high didn't exist either. I guess I just plain gave up and lived with what I did find. But this lyric was wrote under that influence. And I used the metaphore because to me... it made sense...

CHASE THE DRAGON 


Can I just zone away
Just once for a day
One more before I come down
Head for sky or for the ground
Rush of ecstasy I wanna fold
Just once could I lose control
Mind says no but I desire
I keep reaching for the fire

(CC1)
Chase the dragon
I know your there
Chase the dragon
Or he hair of the dog that bit me
Chase the dragon
I know its there

Why can you take others and not me
Just once make me fall to my knees
When I reach enough it is too much
Burning glass for the mid day lunch
Glorified but yet such disappointment
So much risk for the enjoyment
Pushing addiction for suicidal affliction
Irritating is my only choice of poison

(cc1)

A handful of empty seals and ash
Going up but it just isn't enough fast
Pushing for the outer limits of my mind
Burning rocks and scraping for the last line
Trying to get away from life but keep coming back
So beautiful the crystal so fine the crack
But not enough to satisfy my madness
I will never understand why not I guess

(cc1)

What is behind that closed door in recess in my head
No matter the price I gotta know even in my death
Burning questions burn my minds eye 
Wishing for weakness to have what should be mine
Weeks gone by in my final frontier 
So hazy is the path that never knows clear
Did I give up before I found who we really are
Maybe I just pushed myself enough to be too far

(cc1)
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WROTE BY: NIGHTHORSE

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