My arteries tangle 
Bestowed with anxieties
I know what awaits me 
celebrating a fantasy 
Of drunkin junkies in disarray
Allow me to adjust my mask for this masquerade
Ive reached judgement day
Of shared blood I haven't seen in a half a decade
Forced smiles to distant cameras
Cover up track marks
Oh god, none has yet changed
Let me sit back and disengage 
Refining my predetermined misanthrope ways.