When a bum's on the street and they ask me for money
I stop and I think "what is it do they really need?
Is it food? is it booze?" I don't know, I don't choose
But, I think if they OD then at least they're dying happy
And I just shoot heroin at cheaper prices you would think could happen
When my thumb's on a screen and I scroll to infinity, I don't stop, I don't think
What is it do I really need? is it love? is it you? to the void I resume
I feel sad and I'm lonely and I'm just trying to be happy
And I just shoot heroin at cheaper prices you would think could happen
Is anybody else even worth changing?
Is anybody else even worth care?