You best beware of the street light.
You better lock up the door.
I'm hated, i'm rated, I know i've been wasted.
Misguided, cold hearted,
I know i'm the liar.

[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.

I've been walking a fine line.
I've been turning to stone.
Ill fated, B rated,
I know i'm all jaded.
Been tired, got wired.
Now i'm uninspired.

[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.

I've been up top, i've been knocked down.
A bitter happiness before you hit the ground.
It's just a matter of time before you lose your mind.
Just a little kiss before I leave you blind.
Your nervousness eats you up inside.
Now you know how it feels to be alive.

Revolution is your question
Couch burning mother-fucker

[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.

The scene of death is the decay of time.
Shortness of breath bring on the flatline.

2. Southbound

Everyday I lay
In a bed of needles.
Oh the summer, the sun,
The sky deep and blue.

They say it's time to die.
They say you better try.
Others make their connections.
Some people want to fight.
Some people wanna get by.
Others stuck with addiction.

[Chorus:]
And in my head i'm going southbound.
And somehow I don't feel the same.

They say it's time to die.
They say you better try.
Kid you make your connection.
You feel the needle bite.
Walk on the other side.
You are stuck with addiction.

[Chorus:]
And in my head i'm going southbound.
And somehow I don't feel the same.

6:15 rattles all my bones.
At 65 your motor groans.
Whatever it takes to get it done.
You take your time but you hurry up.