They use sex as a drug
That's what I think
From which they catch a buzz
Like an alcoholic drink
Their lives are so empty
But so full of despair
All they want is a rush
With others they can share
Sex is their drug
It's the drug they choose
It's not pills or needles
But their bodies they abuse
They're miserable with pleasure
And they're alone in their pain
They're junkies of lust
And sex is their cocaine
They pretend to be happy
They pretend that they're free
They're slaves to their bodies
And lost for eternity
Sex is their drug
It's the drug they choose
It's not pills or needles
But their bodies they abuse
Why won't they turn to God
To cure their disease?
They'd rather sink into decay
With pride in their sleaze
They'd throw away truth
Out of their selfish pride
They'd discard perfect love
For some cheap thrills ride
Sex is their drug
It's the drug they choose
It's not pills or needles
But their bodies they abuse
