Old ritual
Just a weak dose
No one will know
Just a weak dose
Fear and shame
Bitter the taste
All the same
All the same
Scream no
I'm giving up
I promise you tomorrow will be worse
Do you ever even ask yourself how this will end?
Of course you do
So just keep on asking yourself
You won't get an answer
Until your luck runs out
Until the walls start bearing down
Until the lights go out
Until your blood runs out
There are two options
and I think you know what they are
So spare us the melodrama
Pick yourself up