(You did good, $lick)
(It's a smash)
(Sorry, lonely boy)
Smokin' dope, feelin' low
Watch the ash pile on the floor
Overdosed, seein' ghosts
Every time I put my eye in the scope
Out of hope, tie the rope
For my last breath, light a smoke
Barely woke, spirit broke
If the reaper ain't here, then he close
Numb to the bone, I'm all alone
Dead voices talkin' to me on the phone
Lights on, nobody home
See it in his eyes that the boy is gone
Blank stare, say a prayer
Disassociate before he shed a tear
Reach out to where? Nobody there
Russian Roulette, only chance he get to spare
Yeah, days grow short, but the nights grow long
Graveyard whistlin' a suicidal song
Days grow short, but the nights grow long
Safety turned off 'cause I don't wanna go on
Smokin' dope, feelin' low
Watch the ash pile on the floor
Overdosed, seein' ghosts
Every time I put my eye in the scope
Out of hope, tie the rope
For my last breath, light a smoke
Barely woke, spirit broke
If the reaper ain't here, then he close
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