In the night, in the chair
He sits there, he sits tight
No more cans, no more crime
See the place, see the time
You never know
He walks light, dont know how
Maybe now, in the night
Oh, I know, yes I know
Theres no chat
Hes for show
You never know
Sees the place and tries to get the time
Hes slowly slipping into the slime
Cant inject into his veins
Blood and guff ooze out and stain
Cares not that he really bleeds
Death not hell is what he needs
Sees the place, checks the time
Some other place, some other time
You never know
Slipping up and down his writhing side
His eyes begin to ponder pride
Subjective pics of misled youth
Before him lies the dreadful truth
Undignifiled, insignified
His wrist on to the razor slides
You never know