Drunks and junkies sitting on a park bench Trying to distinguish any memories of a past tense Smoke until their heart's content It's never satisfied, lives intertwine collide and capsize Swallowing a lot of liquor, rotten alcoholics liver Sitting back drowning your sorrows in a toxic river Dark topics, narcotics and sharp objects The sound of d**h approaching to them is just harmonic And it's the path to a gothic existence And it all started off just as juvenile delinquents Refusal of d** a futile resistance It shows no prejudice to the different skin pigments Chasing dragons releasing demons through a syringe Injecting poison, treating veins like the sewers within Urban zombies, nothing but losers to sin But modern wizardry can't predict what the future will bring As the hunger for crack becomes ravenous London's packs of scavengers among the rats and savages Mind's warp, distort your physical features Hallucinogens have got you seeing mythical creatures Even political leaders cut coke lines of visas Seeing as humanity's last hope died with jesus Watching my dad just using funds To pay for abusive blunts which consume his lungs