Chorus

I would be violent

If I didn’t have silence

Down here in my coffin

Begging for change

These roaches have a tendency

To crawl inside me as I sleep

I guess I made it easy

With track marks to guide them in

Verse 1

Roaches in the ashtray smolder and flash

Days get colder fast, they haze and coalesce

Been dazed and mostly trashed, occasionally crash

When I’ve wasted all my stash to abate the balderdash

Of a basic sober status, I know it’s madness

I sold my mattress to slap on some opiate patches

I know my role, lay back with the roaches in caskets

Sold my soul for smack and it’s takin’ over like fascists

Slip through the cracks, I’m fallin’ fast

My mom keeps callin’, ain’t callin’ back

Been bawlin’, crawlin’, scratchin’, pawin’ through the trash

There’s got to be another Oxycontin cap

Forgotten, left behind, or lost along the path

I’m watchin’ my body act, but I cannot react

That’s when the nausea oscillates my conscious state

‘Til I’m prostrate over the toilet, violent bodily shakes

Chorus

I would be violent

If I didn’t have silence

Down here in my coffin

Begging for change

These roaches have a tendency

To crawl inside me as I sleep

I guess I made it easy

With track marks to guide them in

Verse II

I can’t sleep, I can’t eat

I can’t breathe, I can’t leave

This darkened apartment, been barfin’ and lyin’ fetal

I’m feeble, need the needle, man, for real

People briefly breeze through frequently to

Intravenously squeeze juice

To keep from feeling lethal, dopesick, squeemish, evil

Hopless, fiendish, fecal, roaches, we are equal

I’m worried I took it too far

All I wanted to do was go look at the stars

But all I can see is this room and it’s growing so dark

I can hear my mother’s voice and it is consoling my heart

I wonder if dad cried as dad died

After he metabolized his last line, got past time

Did he blast through the black just one last time?

Or did he crash and fry into the ashes just like I am

Where have I been?

Where have I been?

There’s so much silence

I need horizons

I need asylum

But where have I been?

There’s so much silence

There’s so much silence

Chorus

I would be violent

If I didn’t have silence

Down here in my coffin

Begging for change

These roaches have a tendency

To crawl inside me as I sleep

I guess I made it easy

With track marks to guide them in