Morphine, amphetamine
I need to fix some cables
High and scared, taste of hell
My ghosts are blessed with laughter
Naked and alone
My neighbors truly hate me
Chaos, misery
My clown is too drunk to care
My feet below the ground
Lost in the mud
Tongue falling backwards
Lost in the mud
I'm drinking from the floor
Panic wins the war
I'm drinking from the floor
My soul tries to get home