Prozac eyes and coffee smiles and   White teeth on a botox face   Chocolate and asprin   Get your kickes   We take the drugs the drugs youth and   Look away sucking on a cigarette   With death in our hands   And life ever grand   So baby hold tight   Inside I'm aching   Outside there's no outside   In here put of your blues   Put on your skin   And let the song begin   How many until death?   Thirsty and head aching I take 2 3 4   Know I'll fuck it up this way   But I'll do it anyway   O so stiff and stark   So tight and thin a finger on your lips   A finger up your throat   See the stain upon your face   So baby hold tight inside you're aching outside there's no outside   Cut it away with knives and spoons until you're asleep in blank sheets and join me to the crowded little bar where everybody's dacing till 6 0'clock without losing their breath.   How many until death