Verse 1:
Empty streets, the city’s cold,
Fingers twitchin’, hearts turned old,
Chasing shadows in the night,
Lost in darkness, out of sight.
Pre-Chorus:
Like zombies crawling, seeking life,
On a needle's edge, they find their strife.
A thousand souls, they're just the same,
Chasing fire, but it’s all just flame.
Chorus:
Scurrying, scurrying, looking for the next,
Through the gutters, broken, vexed,
Eyes glazed over, hearts gone numb,
Dancin' with demons, they’ll never come.
Scurrying, scurrying, stuck in this game,
Hoping for freedom, but it’s all the same,
Trapped in the rhythm, they lose control,
Addiction’s the beat that takes its toll.
Verse 2:
Broken bottles on the floor,
Every hit makes 'em beg for more,
Once they were alive, now they’re just a shell,
Wanderin' souls trapped in this hell.
Pre-Chorus:
Like zombies crawling, seeking life,
On a needle's edge, they find their strife.
A thousand souls, they're just the same,
Chasing fire, but it’s all just flame.
Chorus:
Scurrying, scurrying, looking for the next,
Through the gutters, broken, vexed,
Eyes glazed over, hearts gone numb,
Dancin' with demons, they’ll never come.
Scurrying, scurrying, stuck in this game,
Hoping for freedom, but it’s all the same,
Trapped in the rhythm, they lose control,
Addiction’s the beat that takes its toll.
Bridge:
No way out, just fading fast,
The high is short, but the hurt will last.
Scurrying, scurrying, to fill the void,
Chasing that feeling, but they’re paranoid.
Outro:
And they’ll keep scurrying, lost in the chase,
Until the day they can’t keep up the pace.
Zombie roaches, crawling slow,
In a world where the darkness only grows.
This captures the desperation and haunting cycle of addiction, with imagery that brings to life the relentless, zombie-like pursuit of the next hit.
