Visions of discord, the sickness soars,
And grows unbound
Vortex gaping hole, is sucking life,
Until it's bland
Pressure is surging and clutched in my hands
Bad trip still unfolds, a steaming cold,
To drag me down

[Chorus]

Wake in a world of waste,
Escape is through the mourning dose,
The needle is your only faith,
As soon as you're hooked on the dope

Kick the habit out, set up the grounds,
Of a new drift
Bleakness colored now, these lifeless cells,
Are being twitched
Tempest clearing out,
I swear I'll never touch that shit
Shadow of a doubt, cold turkey's throat,
Is 'bout to slit

[Chorus]

Wake in a world of waste,
Escape is through the mourning dose,
The needle is your only faith,
As soon as you're hooked on the dope