Another friend found dead in the streetnA painful death of self-defeatnThe reaper killed by the seeds that were sownnAnother mother destined to be alonenSee the world through sunken eyesnInfected soul, infected brainnFeel your flesh turn stone coldnAnd endless downward spiral of misery and pain is what remainsnnYou used to do that shit for funnA steady march of slow deathnWith no intention of turning backnFeel the pleasure, you taste the painnGetting high just to get sick againnYou don't seem to be having much funnWake up, wake up from this lucid dreamnNightmares, nightmares are what the future bringsnnSee your spirit fly with the angelsnFall from the heavensnFall through your fingersnnYou say you're hurting? I'm hurting toonAm I to love you? I hate the things you donYou say it's over. you say you're sobernYou're fucking cleannAnd then you fucking O.D.?nnSo you chose to take your life awaynSuicide is an easier waynSee the world through sunken eyesnWe tried to change the path you were onnFeel your flesh turn stone coldnA night alone. a spoon, a needle needle in the arm, and now you're gone.nnCan you climb out of this hole that you've dug?nI wish I could help you but I can'tnWatching through my eyes is miserynDying in your eyes, that's all I seennSee your shadow fall from heavensnFall through your fingersnFade into nothing