When I was younger I felt so pure I didn't know corruption waited for me I tried to duck, I tried to freeze Tried to bury my head in the sand But the sand it turned to mud And in the mud is where I got stuck But the sand it turned to mud And in the mud is where I got stuck
I've seen the older men who smelt like booze in their clothes How could they face the morning With their life and teeth in a mess
I tried cigarettes, I tried booze I tried tip-ex and I tried glue All my feelings and morals are wrong Cause all the chemicals that I have done They turn them on and off They turn them on and off
[Chorus] I need a cigarette I need a drink I need a cigarette I need a drink
Something clicked and I fell off the edge I bashed my head again and again I lost myself in lifes of shame How could I face the morning clawing up at me?