don't care to eat, and to drink makes me thirst.   my second year here has been worse than the first      this winter has been like no other before   staring down at the sky from up here on the floor   we got a bit screwed off the shit that we scored   ripped off this kids parents to buy a bit more   and i'd walk down your street late, sometimes spy a light   laugh knowing your lover'd not arrived for the night   me in a desperate pack all huddled and sweating   accepting addiction; aiding and abetting       my tits were dragging in the dust   wet heads here shaking with disgust   my tits drug in the dust, wet heads shook with disgust   we must do what we must so please,   don't ask of us      don't care to eat, and to drink makes me thirst.   my second year here has been worse than the first      back into town since the first of july   they're all my good friends and they're all gonna die   we sat on the beach and we couldn't get high   but we tried    oh, we tried.      now too stoned to speak i'm too much in my mind   just see death descend everywhere i beg to be blind   meanwhile all the wrecked writers just keep on rhyming rhymes   it's getting further past too late all of the time   seems like only the young   and maybe the dead   could have hope in their hearts or should sleep in their beds   your face was truly feigning fear   as your truly toothless terror drew near   i've seen how he staggers   but it just doesn't matter   you refuse to be cured but may i remind you...    you gave your word   don't care to eat, and to drink makes me thirst. my second year here has been worse than the first      Be Easy Love, There Is No Heaven Above.