Rotten genes, guitar strings are what I am
So, let it be let's just see where the dice lands
Try as I might I just can't fight anymore
If there's a light, it's surely too bright; where's the door?
So take your guess like all the rest, what's my deal?
I've lost my mind but I'm feeling so fine, skipped my meds
Take away another day, don't ask why
I can't remember past September so I lie
You play the card and it's so hard to resist you
But when you're gone and gone for so long I don't miss you
Jack and Coke down my throat I feel fine
I check my watch and there's a thought: it's my time