Passing out
Giving in
This final pill, it bleeds me

Reaching out
Breathing in
This righteous path, it drains me

In my hand
Drops of sweet contraband
Let me sleep

Falling out of my control
'Til a better day
Pack your things and drive straight home
And just leave it up to me

All comes out
Nothing in
An emptiness that haunts me

Left alone,
Pray I keep,
Skin and bone,
Still I weep

Falling out of my control
'Til a better day
Pack your things and drive straight home
And just leave it up to me… to me

Falling out of my control
'Til a better day
Pack your things and drive straight home
And just leave it up to me… to me