Spike me I feel so blue I need it, she begged
I feel better closer, to dead, than to be scared
Faces flush red and we're closer to dead, closer to dead and
Dying in denial, I got no, I got no problems
I got no problem dying
I got no denial
I'm not dying
Drink this, you'll feel good, you'll need it, he said
Let's do this bottle together, time to fly, time to spin and die
But it's better when our blood runs thin
Take this rock candy, we'll need it, she said
Let's smoke this gun together, time to fly, time to spin and die
But it's better to die without our same old fears