This is the end of the road if I relapse
Tonight there won't be a coming back
All these sharp objects looks so inviting
This is decaying alive 

I miss you it's that something simple
I guess I'm the only one that's left fucked up
Can someone please help with this void
It's all consuming and there's not much time left
The wolves are all around and I'm not much of a fighter anymore

This is decaying alive 
So smoke all these cigarettes and hope for the worse
There's not much left to the story of me
So please hurry up with the results