Call the Inside-Degree

Currently, currently dying to music
Currently, currently dying to music

My blood is boiling, I want some more
Give me the medicine to heal my soul

Climbing to the top of trees, looking for some childhood feelings
Lost away between your fears
Carved by black ties men's feelings

My blood is boiling, I want some more
Give me the medicine to heal my soul
To heal my mind, I need some more
Call the inside, before the drums come