Sanguine gasoline, blurring time
Lights of the night pass me by, dark streets I call mine

Quiet banks, empty oxygen tanks furlough
Show me the door way so I can find the heroin castle bay

The nervous white line
Injections that untwine

I feel insane, sober or arcane, I ask myself: is it too late?
Heroin claws dig into my wrists, squeeze so hard they desolate me

I'm a quick kill in the cold
Desolate me
I closed my eyes
Is this what it's like to die?

I lie in the ground
MY eyes float away
I see myself decay

The worms, they speak
In flesh they rip and sigh
Their voices mystify
This is what it's like to die

Pain, numb, sin
Walls closing in

Arms and legs, they turn to snakes, writhing all the same

The nervous white line
Injections that untwine me
The nervous white line

I'm a quick kill in the cold
Desolate me
I'm a quick kill in the cold

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