burning burning
cigarettes and souls
habits and temptations
tighten their hold
you think you know what i know
but your ill-guided assumptions don't even come close
breakdown into meltdown into a
puddle of lost hopes
i open my teeth to take the last dose
of insanity, don't blame it on me
i'm tired of the mediocrity
six feet under you stand above me with a shovel
i lay there smiling cause i've dug a tunnel
jack be nimble, jack be quick
jack's laces are tied, jack's tongue is thick
stuck in his throat, those lies he can't spit
caught in a bind, i don't give a shit