Had a friend who went and overdosed

Narcanned him, had to hold him close

Nodded out, he went comatose

Had a breathing tube down his open throat

Fuck addiction, it's diabolic

Can’t die and frolic off stolen hope

Fuck addiction, not hyperbolic

Turned fried pollock swimming close to the boat

Roastin to coast

Fetti percs, non anticipatory, supposin it’s dope

Can’t cope with the lows

Hit of H after the snow

No discount, sold for the soul

Killer grade cut for the roll

Eyes rolled back

Trying to relax and unfold

Stashed in the clothes

Relapse till the casket’s closed

It’s past the control

Caption’ll be “come back

Can’t bask in a past with no glow”

Live fast and then go

Ain’t no more meet and greet after the show

Mournin, no mask for the cold

RIP, seeing me at last when i’m old

Sordid for the fact that gold got cracked

Not sold; what’s up with that kintsugi shit

It’s gonna do me in, goddamn

Been up way too fuckin late thinkin about this

Can’t live with it but never living without this

Gotta refine it, gotta reroute it

Losing a life, we find it astounding

Losing a life, refind it, we found it

911 - got another one passed out

All of this rock's got us all shocked at the broke glass house

All of that stock, tainted nonstop, putting friends in the ground

How you like it now?