Slap...Slap...Slap
Tie the belt around the arm
Call the veins to attention
Cross my heart and hope to die
Now stick the needle in my arm.
No future lies for me among these broken needles
All alone in this apartment
Just they way it should be
I don’t even need a shadow anymore
Can you relate to nights lying in the middle of the bed
Wide awake and no breath to speak
Blind to the light, feeling a calming numbness take you over
I confess it tears at my sanity
Being at the brink of break down
I’m just another blood shot soul
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