I need what I need
You can call it greed
If you like
This Life that I lead ain't nothing but a fight
This life leads me to maintain a high all the time
Can't turn back once you pass my height
I'd have to die to feel alright
Decaying on my feet beneath the streetlights
Ok, I been beat now leave me to die
Running in place is more productive than the struggles I face everyday
The thought of an exit through my veins grows more seductive everyday
I feel reluctant about everything I think and say
Everything I think and say
Everything I think and say
Give me company or give me sleep
A full stomach or give me sleep
Drugs and a gun or give me sleep
Give me time or give me sleep
Give me life or give me sleep
Take my life or give me sleep
It takes strength
Takes your strength and makes you weak
It takes faith
Takes your faith and makes you weep
I'm tired of my misuse
I'm tired of the confusion
I'm tired of my abuse
I'm tired of what you're doing
I'm tired of having nothing left to lose
I'm tired of constantly moving
I'm tired of my blues
I'm tired of losing
I'm tired of my torn up shoes with paint on them
Tattered laces, faded
Tread slicker than a used condom
I'm tired of not finding what I'm looking for
I'm tired

There will be a time when everyone whose alive
Will have maggots in their brains and worms in their eyes
There will be a moment that cannot be stolen
When there won't be a fucking soul to remember this moment

I'm hanging on coattails
They cutting keys and sipping codeine
I'm hanging on coattails
They smoking gasoline and cutting shit by three
It was a bad idea from the moment I fell
Playing with fire soaked in gasoline
Been on the bottom, now I'm digging to hell
If the truth be what I tell
I got dropped off cuz I can't hold on
If I could hold off for long enough
I wouldn't be so off and on
I'd rather be dead on than living off though
I said I'd rather be dead on than living off
Pile into the back of the Cadillac the Coup d'Ville
Rolling piece of crap, halfway waxed, with some shiny wheels
Peel out in the hooptie
I ain't thinking
I'm relaxed
It's a deal that ain't no deal
Do what I got to do to earn my keep and claim my kill
Stay on my feet till I fill in the blanks
Still to ill to thank my meal for showing up
Reverence is irrelevant till I heal or get done growing up

But the enemy was expecting us
Firing shots when they see us rolling up
I ain't even one of us
Going to die at the hands of these fucks
I see the driver bleed
I know what I need
I can pull it off if I believe
Thank god rationality got the best of me
Which ain't much
I follow a survivors lead and leave
Still hungry
Still hungry
I know the boy that shot at me
I know the fool who was driving
But I was empty
The kid who was riding
I didn't know him
We were both just surviving
Reverence is irrelevant

There will be a time when everyone whose alive
Will have maggots in their brains and worms in their eyes
There will be a moment that cannot be stolen
When there won't be a fucking soul to remember this moment

Late night
I'm fading
fading away
Bading my time
Bading my time till I can find a higher day
Hoping I find some sort of silence before I have to go away
I became tired of my defiance in a time many years away
Or at least that's what it feels like
Late night

To me the world is flat and empty
2d cracked and limping
Not worth the drugs it takes to put it down
I can't deal with civilized
Can't stand to be scrutinized by civil eyes
I'm literally doing nothing with my life
If I saw me on the street I'd stick needles in my eyes
I'm sad that I ain't sad enough
I blame it on the drugs or the lack thereof
What I've lost to the sickness
What I take from you ain't your fucking business
I'm constantly a witness to the disease
Three o' clock in the morning
Three o'clock in the street
Not a soul to be seen
Handprints in the concrete
The things I've ficking seen
You wouldn't beleive