Passing out   Giving in   This final pill- it bleeds me      Reaching out   Breathing in   This righteous path- it drains me      In my hand   Drips of sweet   Contraband   Let me sleep      Falling out of my control   'Till a better day   Pack your things and drive straight home   And just leave it up to me      All comes out   Nothing in   An emptiness that haunts me      Left alone   Pray I keep   Skin and bone   Still I weep      Falling out of my control   'Till a better day   Pack your things and drive straight home   And just leave it up to me   To me      Falling out of my control   'Till a better day   Pack your things and drive straight home   And just leave it up to me   To me