stuck, sprawling from the city, making tracks
still calling. the speed lights have stopped,
now their just stalling as the moon on the back
traces a drawing like pencils
experience the feeling of falling.
i've corrupted youth far past use,
and it was only for the thought of you
one last hit, a final fix or two
as i tried to find your love in
a melting spoon
i've got my dose, i can get some sleep
but without you I've lost my dreams
and tomorrow, as the sunlight screams
i'll start all over, and not remember anything