The Dark Passenger

You're the voice at the back of my head,
Nagging at me to steal a taste,
You're the man that controls the wheel,

You hurt me,
You are a passenger from hell,
I can't control you,
You control me,

I've made a beast out of myself,
Slicing things to contain the feeling,
Following the code for one last sensation,

You're my dirty little secret,
Stealing me from the normality of life,
You're my guilty pleasure,

I find myself cracking down the middle,
Only half trying to resist such sinful pleasure,
Only half that becomes smaller,
Becomes nonexistent and loving it,

You are the poison I drink,
You are the infection that spreads,
You are the cancer within,
You are my dark passenger.