Me and some friends got high and took a night out on the town
Ducking between seedy spots and screeching cars,
we saw **** like talking dogs and bears in wedding gowns,
sipped down galaxies and chugged cups of stars

They pass around powdered sin, taking a sniff
I’m in the corner, blasting away the clock with guitar riffs
They howl, “buddy, grow some *****”
The Devil tells me to give into their calls

My eyelids randomly decide to droop
My muscles give out and the whole world seems to stoop
Booming speakers submerge my cries
so I simply watch my friends drop like flies

Every pained breath whispers the stench of sweat
I touch my ravaged nose
It’s red and wet
That’s how the story goes

What can I say?
It’s my game to play
Even the purest need a break
I’ll **** up my life for fun’s sake