(alphabetically listed drugs, fade to verse)
I'm going there to give him cash,
Hear him laugh bring him back
If I cant tear down these walls
I'll slip in through the crack
If that crack ain't big enough
I'm sick enough to get committed,
Where he's been I ain't been
Allowed to visit, and I miss him
They put me in a submission hold
Got him living in a hole
Give me the rope, pull it back
Cut him slack he's getting old
It's cold, there's nothing
For his bones..he's shaking
Always put on hold
That prison phone's always taken
They put me on a speaker but
My voice is breaking up
I'd like to think he caught bits and pieces
'fore the gates could shut
RAISE IT UP
Somebody cover me, I'm going in,
With razor cuts,
And something ugly that I know within
Can't afford the luxury
Of exposing everything
But I've been doing the best that I can
I take it day by day
Just one step at a time
And I don't need a sobriety test
To walk the line
Walking on this tightrope
With arms open wide,
Hoping to find you 'live
And well on the other side
So I could give you
This gift as a symbol
When I felt the rope loosen
I knew I missed my window
He really did love you
You know.. pat pat..
I said 'Get your fucking
Hand off my back'
This is my passage into adulthood
And I need not
Small talk fingers fishing
From a weak spot
I used to dream a lot
In search for meaning in a sleepwalk
The only time I find myself
Having a deep talk
And now I never sleep 'cause sleep
Is the cousin of death
One can never rest depending on
How up the drugs get
Upset? submit me to a bloodtest
Find no trace of my words reverting back to
Wait, that wasnt what I meant...
My right eye is sunrise
The left is sunset
The moonshine ain't
Got me drunk yet
My tounge's wet
For the lunar eclipse
And when youre flat broke ain't nothing
You wont do for a fix
It's a beautiful mix
Of Jesus-Juice from my lips
And words that are stuck
So I stirred 'em up with a crucifix
And this is where I found
A friend in Christ
But I also found a few spikes
And I decided to use them
As pegs on my bike
So you could have a place to stand
When I broke you out of that vice
And now I'm going back to rehab
I'm going back to rehab
I'm going back to rehabback to back..going back to rehab...I dont drink though
I'm going back
As a dead again Christian,
With a medicine prescription
The other friend of Bill
Let let let me in
Get me outta this
Hooked up to plugs and wires
While dogs sniff
For a powdered substance
In a town of judgements
With glass house developments
School-book intelligence
They never considered
How just one rock,
Could crack the whole facade
Now they confiscate slingshots
I will not meditate on the sermon
Heaven's gate is burning
So we self-medicate with bourbon
While their collection players
Turn into a purse
I've turned into a second rate person
But I'm not the first
This isnt your typical
Cry for help
I tried to melt, someone stopped
The trickling with a bible belt
Reminded me of tourniquets
And heroin nods
Now that -- that right there?
That's one hell of a God
You cant match magic
With an addict that's got a map and compass
In order to find a substance
And matchstick that functions
A searching and fearless
Immoral inventory
'Til every person with a story
Begins to bore me
I did what I had to do to get
To the place where your face
Wasn't such a blurry mess
I packed all your favorite promises
And words that we kept
You weren't hard to find,
All it took was 13 steps
And now I'm going back to rehab
I'm Going back to rehab
Going back to rehab
Going back to rehab
huh, I don't drink though
Going there to give him cash,
Hear him laugh bring him back
If I cant tear down these walls
I'll slip in through the crack
If that crack ain't big enough
I'm sick enough to get committed,
Where he's been I ain't been
Allowed to visit, and I miss him
Put me in a submission hold
Got him living in a hole
Give me the rope, pull it back
Cut him slack he's getting old
This bitter cold, there's nothing
For his brittle bones..he's shaking
Eternally put on hold
That prison phone's always taken
Put me on a speaker but
My voice is breaking up
Like to think he caught bits and pieces
'fore the gates could shut
RAISE IT UP
Somebody cover me, I'm going in,
With razor cuts,
Something ugly that I know within
Can't afford the luxury
Of exposing everything
But I'm doing the best that I can
I take it day by day
Just one step at a time
And I don't need a sobriety test
To walk the line
(continued alphabetical list of drugs)