A hundred different track marks
To a hundred different veins
A thousand different roads
To a thousand different pains
With each one worse than the last
Every way I turn
I can’t seem to find the past
As each track starts to burn
I’m falling very fast now
Really starting to fly
I can’t remember anything,
How I got this high.
The weight of pain seems to crush me
A light, a hope, a thread,
Anything will do
To save me from the dead
A million ways to contemplate
A million ways to die
But just one light, one hope, one thread
Just one love, will save me from this lie.