Sail on my 8th sea
covered in dust and pcp
I want my fix and I want my shot
I want my tricks and I want my pot
I cry like a bitch when I'm sinking
and my mind's fuckin flooded stopped thinking

Yellow red blue green and orange
Colors colors I see none
I see black, black, BLACK
Am I dying or just crashing back down?
Smell the coffee smell the piss
smell the sea's forgetfulness
smell the salt smell the shit
smell the blood dripping out of the slit

Listening to the soothing sound of static
I'm sick of Pearl Jam and Snoop Dogg
I paste duct tape to my ears
and fill my mouth with cheap whiskey
I'm a dead man walking
I'm a dead man walking
I'm a dead motherfucker
Motherfucking dead