You were on the straight and narrow

You were going round the bend

And looking for a friend

Well you took off optimistic

But you landed on your head

And now you're walking dead

What did you find
In the midst of your mind
Did it feel like the end of the road

Cigarettes they burnt your fingers

You were weak and you were sore

But still you had to score

When they found you in the basement

You were face down on the floor

And you could take no more

What did you find
In the midst of your mind
Did it feel like the end of the road

Didn't need a second warning

When you saw the others die

You couldn't even cry