Passing out Giving in This final pill- it bleeds me Reaching out Breathing in This righteous path- it drains me In my hand Drips of sweet Contraband Let me sleep Falling out of my control 'Till a better day Pack your things and drive straight home And just leave it up to me All comes out Nothing in An emptiness that haunts me Left alone Pray I keep Skin and bone Still I weep Falling out of my control 'Till a better day Pack your things and drive straight home And just leave it up to me To me Falling out of my control 'Till a better day Pack your things and drive straight home And just leave it up to me To me