كلمات Black Power

The fever is running through my veins. My blood is boiling, it is always the same. I keep on running, but still the pictures are coming. I can´t resist, my brain is a mess. I can´t resist, I am addicted to drugs she says. Black pain, black power, black skin, black desire. You are all the same, your image keeps running through my brain. I need the dope, I need it fast. I need the kick, the smell, and I need it fast.