I'm dying for the morning light

I cant recall all that I did last monday night

I'd done a dozen time before

But never had to throw myself against the door

Self medicate like all my friends

It's getting worse and all my colors start to blend

Who is this whered they come from

And who'd of thought that this was just a bit of fun

It's just one what could go wrong

Have one more and you'll start dancing to this song

Shes in my chair and shes in tears

I had another and now I can hardly hear

Wait I think I know this song

What's that smell why do I feel like somethings wrong

Missing limbs and missing sense

I know its torture but I'd love to go again