nicotine flavored fingers
lighting up another vice
lips give into a kiss
but the coldness burns like dry ice
greedy, greedy
gotta to feed the needy
and i need this fix so fucking bad
i'm starting to see things from the past
flashing forward
am i dieing?
(stop trying and let it flow.)
flow...
(you're safer thinking what you know.)
know...
(cause i'm sure that if you don't.)
don't...
(you could kill yourself, but you won't know.)
::: chorus :::
it feels like every little bit of me is slowly dying out
holding onto what i had left
note the past-tense
but it's falling now
::: verse 2 :::
recollecting my own demise
infecting those other minds
settled in meddling with a semi-healthy lifestyle
i prefer those white piles
in a light vile
my syringe is into me like denial
heroin is what i need all the while
::: chorus :::
it feels like every little bit of me is slowly dying out
holding onto what i had left
note the past-tense
but it's fallen now
