[ill with want]

I am sick with wanting, and it's evil and it's daunting,
how I let everything I cherish lay to waste.
I am lost in greed this time, it's definitely me.
I point fingers but there's no one there to blame.

I need for something, not let me break it down again.
I need for something, but not more medicine.
And everyday is worse than the one before.

The more I have the more I think, I'm almost where I need to be.
If only I could get a little more.

Something has me (something has me),
oh something has me (something has me)
acting like someone I don't want to be.
Something has me (something has me),
oh something has me (something has me)
acting like someone I know isn't me.

Ill with want and poisoned by this ugly greed.
Temporary is my time, ain't nothing on this world that's mine,
except the will I found to carry on.
Free is not your right to choose,
it's answering what's asked of you,
to give the love you find until it's gone.

I need for something, but not more medicine.
Oh something has me (something has me),
oh something has me (something has me)
acting like someone I know isn't me.
Ill with want and poisoned by this ugly greed.