Skin crawling like centipede

Needles, methamphetamines

Bleeding out internally

Just take off all my skin

I think I was born for this

I'll die and go to war for this

Nobody's innocent

So pay for all your sins

I just need a cigarette

This can't be finished yet

Take my last and only breath

Laying in the dirt

And I'm for certain I deserve it

Reaching for nothing

I dissolve into the surface

As I step out on the curb I'm feeling hurt without a purpose

Take off all that armor

You didn't earn it

As I take my last breath

I will turn into the wind

And it don't get better than this

So just take it for what it is

Take it for what it is