Blackjack guillotine   Razor sharp      Always clean   Gotta lie   Very wide   Once inside she knows what to do   She knows what to do      Skin tight      China white   Just another neon life   In the vein   Leaves a stain   All the time you know that it's true   You know that its true      So tell me what you had in store   It doesn't matter anymore   It never did, it never will   But I'll be out there waiting still      You're moving fast but leaving tracks   A compromise to your attacks   There comes a time you want to take it back   Back      Back      Back   But can't think of nothing I   Can't think of nothing I   Can't think of nothing I   Lack      Junkie      Credit card   Gotta vein   Goes for yards   Hypnotised   You decide   Every neuron's changing its view   Changing its view      Gentlemen      Summarize   Every lie   Well disguised   Don't forget      Neuron death   In the mind awaiting its cue   Awaiting its cue      And so we found it very mod   The worshiping of lesser gods   And lie they do   For lie they must   For they know it's the lie we trust      And so we're out there laying tracks   Wherever there's a vein to pack   There comes a time you want to take it back   Back   Back   Back   Back   But I can't think of nothing   I can't think of nothing   I can't think of nothing   I lack      The sailor asked how so young a man   Could have fallen into such a trap   And the ocean said the first time was with a friend   Who now can't take it back      It was a friendly gesture   As they all claim at the time   When that friend or kindly stranger   Free of charge gave him his first line      To harm this boy they're sure to say   Was never our intent   And we were as shocked as anyone   With just how far he went      He never thought it dangerous   As he stuck it in his vein   That a needle that had seemed so short      Could reach straight into his brain      It was upon this very beach   That his first line was tried   And who'd have thought way back then   That here is where he'd die      If these words seem repetitious   And the subject beaten dead   The reason that I still say it   Is it still needs to be said