Lyrics Fiend - Coal Chamber

Fiend

It’s the darkest place
Like beneath the stairs
The «IT» it comes
And it takes me there
We take everything in sight
All through the night
Leaving scars
And Crashing cars
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
It’s my life
For everyone to see
For you a charade
For me a disease
Everything in sight
All through the night
Leaving scars
And fucking stars
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
It’s do or die!
It’s do or die!
It’s do or die!
It’s do or die!
It’s do or die!
It’s do or die!
Not for me!
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and
Fodder for the press
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fucker!