Limp on and look to the outside

Sent sputtering off to the inside

Head holdin' a whole lotta dirt

Can't cope with the hope that you won't hurt

You know what stings the worst

Fast friends are fast fucks first

Holy only when my back's on the wall

Empty anything to answer the call

Feet slow and low to the ground

Last lung, and look what I found

Half-dead and lookin' for some skin

Can't crack the safe you locked me in

When I lose my sense of direction

You stay true to

When I lose my sense of control

You stay true to

You

Close calls and closer kills

Throw down to get your thrills

Direct to be derailed

Step foot on set to fail

Oh, death to the firstborn

Feet slow and low to the ground

Last lung, and look what I found

Half-dead and lookin' for some skin

Can't crack the safe you locked me in

When I lose my sense of direction

You stay true to

When I lose my sense of control

You stay true to

You