Sobering Up

Can you heal yourself?

It's killing you

With your oxy-cotton blues

Your drink can numb your gun

But you're flaking at the seams

You need relief

We're all addicts of something

When we're strangers to pain

But we're, we're sobering up, we're sobering up

And We're aliens to everything

In these frosted colored walls

And we're, we're shaking it out, we're shaking it out

And your spine is growing crooked

But you're still the king of cool

Don't surrender yet

And your secrets illuminate

The needle in your arm

But Mike, you are too young

We're all addicts of something

When we're strangers to pain

But we're, we're sobering up, we're sobering up

And We're aliens to everything

In these frosted color walls

But we're, we're shaking it out, we're shaking it out

And the ambulance has been phoned

Your breath burned out

The sirens moaning

And the grey goose spit the flame

The heroin's to blame

Left arm, who shot you?

You're an addict to everything

When you're a stranger to pain

And you're not sobering up, not sobering up

You're an alien to everyone

In these dark covered walls

And we can't shake it off, we can't shake it off

Beneath the stone the bares your name

Your body's in shambles