I tried a brand new kind of sin.
Cut, cast and over dressed
I've settled down and taken in.
Burn books to keep the fire on.
Tongue-tied and underwhelmed
I stay warm 'til the dark is gone.
So bring a drug dosed for a doze.
Dream dried up and i'm out
with another trip shot up my nose.
But I guess you live and learn to die.
Steps stopped so you can see
it's the closest we'll ever get to high.