Just like morphine   the more I laugh   the more I bleed   my bloody hands can still hold what I believe   these bullets on the sky, make my eyes shine.   we`re still so fucking wounded, I`m paying to stay alive...   every stain on this warpath makes my lure to get saved from myself.   all these corpses are just endorsed by the pain I felt   I wish I had something more than just wait for my death   nothing like day after day to fill these cloudy nights   my lungs are empty again, we all grew up without a thing to say   another day has gone and another joke in my face.   I saw you come as I`ll watch you go   I`d better if my eyes were closed