The petals fall One by one Like a body on the 18th floor The sky turns dark The end of a day Like a brain after an OD The fire burns up The trees are burning down I need a new way to cope The kids line up And so does the snow One by one all day The walls are getting higher The room is getting smaller Oh god I need some help Take it away Take it from me now … Let me have one more
just one more line of coke... one more bowl of ****... one more suicide attempt... no more broken hearts