XTC (Intro)

[Hook] Now this can become your addiction Rid the affliction, take of hit of this And will you go missing Once you taste the very first drip You'll be sticking to the script, no fiction It keeps on itching Screaming out (Under the influence of fly shit, XTC) [repeat hook] [Verse 1] But the question remains How long can this drug called art stay flowing though our veins? Because the life of monotony is enough to drive a man insane Are we just avoiding the inevitable? Or can we make this world something spiritual, a miracle, incredible? I want to see those colors and lights, so flooding and bright Explode onto the canvas of life Like the blow from a hand grenade Or the gut-wrenching stab of a knife Pablo Picasso once said, "Every child is an artist The problem is staying an artist when you grow up" [Hook x2]