I will scorch my lungs
Just as much as I feel like
Chugging down booze in the
Amount that just seems right
Never ever stop to think
Maybe this could end my turn
Riding a wave
Till it breaks and leaves me drowning
Knocking on my door
No one's ever out this late
Death is too close
And he wants to get acquainted
Everything is starting to crash
Mornings are grey
And daylight dim
Puffing away
At what seems to be my end
Death defying scorch
Turning my mind into a mess
Closer than I thought
Quit while ahead
It's logical