A cold blue mark on your fucking vein Do You think people can't see shit through you? A cold view, on a cold horizon Is this the apex of your pathetic life? I thought about writing a soundtrack to the day you die I wanna be there, to hear it Peaked at zero Downhill from there Lying won't do shit to make you believe that you're not alone Sometimes, crack in the streets is the next step I was sure your sense of leadership was infinitesimal But now i see that you can lead a bunch of bullshit 5: 00 in the fucking AM You are still shooting up, those doses of so called dignity 5: 00 in the fucking AM Yesterday is just another tomorrow for your way of life Punch your face Hit rock bottom - when the time is right Stay down, and hope the trigger pulls itself - Fucking Coward The blood-drip from your eyes, hasen't stopped the momentum you gained from this Let me behold - upon the havoc -you- made yourself