Wolverine

I can act like a wolverine,
When the trouble comes close,
And my senses loses overseeing,
The moments that I must fear the most,

Cuz I’m an easy catch when I’m mad,
Or feel fear or grief and depressed,
I can be an dopamine minded mad scientist,
Adrenaline addicted, searchin’ for my man,

Yeh, once a junk, always a monk,
Tryin to live in exile u might say,
Always stay sober, loud ’n clear,
Living my way.... from day to day,

Junk o’ the heart, but that’s okay,
Walking like a soul-dier, blown away from the stone-age,
Hash; yes!, but no speed, xtc nor cocaine,
Only when I really want to get down, to the ground,
And that’s not an option!