Come on baby, close your eyes,
embrace our moment, our true decline.
we kill ourselfs with every breath,
the pills, the tar, and all the meth.
Our days meld into one blurry haze,
we are left lost like a rat in a maze.
We fall so hard, we are a slave to our diease,
we are a couple mice, needing our cheese.
Every night the spoon gets hot,
A liqiufied demon in every shot.
Pale skin and punctured veins,
we line your street with our sweet candy canes.
We burn our days away at full speed,
come on baby, its our time to bleed.
The sand falls faster with every breath,
A slave to the tar, the pills, and the meth.
Our skin is battle hardened from this fucked up little war,
every day our arms hurt a little bit more.
So here we are baby, this is the game we play,
I know this is forever, no matter what you say,
nothing can save us, to far in to back out,
you say that we can kick this, But man I have some doubts,
every day slips away at such a rapid speed,
come on baby, its our time to bleed