I’m followed by these end tunnel lights

I chase them down ‘til my

Knuckles are turning white

I tried to find a way outside my mind

When there’s no hope in sight

I adjust my eyes

I’m begging you to be my stoker

Stay by me until the night is over

Or let me slip

I’m losing my grip

And shooting in the dark won’t save me

What you don’t understand’s

I’m a killer secondhand

And I’m one hell of a burnout lately

I’m reaching out for something in the dark

Comfort of safe and sound

Is what I long to know

I think I found a hand to hold me while

We sеarch for common ground

But the blood’s gone cold

I’m begging you to bе my stoker

Stay by me until the night is over

Or let me slip

I’m losing my grip

And shooting in the dark won’t save me

What you don’t understand’s

I’m a killer secondhand

And I’m one hell of a burnout lately

I know you know

You’ve got to let me go

I know you know

You’ve got to let me go

This little light’s got a shortening wick

I keep trying to ignite

But the flame never sticks

Yeah it burns out quick

So cover me in mesquite

Bathe me in kerosene

Leave the smoke in the room

Let it suffocate me

Until I can’t breathe

Or let me slip

I’m losing my grip

And shooting in the dark won’t save me

What you don’t understand’s

I’m a killer secondhand

And I’m one hell of a burnout lately