Texty: Wildhearts. Be My Drug.

hold me, baby, try to think of how you made me
hold me, baby, while the world gets bored and lazy
and hold me, hold me, tighter than I ever thought I could be, tighter than you'd hold a memory...
time, bubbling under, I will rise, I will shake
material gain in a new lifetime to be rid of the right
when I can only sing true nature of things
and I'll rearrange and I'll stand, tall as Centrepoint

time, subtle as sunshine, I will rise, I'll abstain
with patience I gain in a new lifestyle, to be rid of the rage
then I can only sing of the power of learning
when I realise I can stand, tall as Centrepoint

CHORUS:
be my drug (x3)



hold me, baby, try to make it a little less crazy
and hold me, tighter than I ever thought I could be, and tighter than you hold a memory...

time, bubbling under, I will rise, I will train
then I can only sing of the true nature of things
and I'll feel the pain I won't feel again
and I will rise to the other side where I'll stay, and I'll stand, tall as Centrepoint
justice, be my drug