Right Now, Today, I Don't Believe In Hell

With nicotine nails and coke-red eyes
She said «believe you me i don’t want to die»
He softly touched her cheek
«girl it’s gonna be alright»
And they embraced in the lie
It’s a quarter to ten where could she be
We’re all biting our lips cuz we’re thinking the same damn thing
Then she stumbles into the door
There’s vomit on her chest
And she’s spitting blood all over the floor
You think this dance is over think again
This is war
These are mines
And yes those are your friends
And your cup it runneth over with love to give
So show me heart
So show me soul
Just show me anything at all
Now imagine a cold bleak day
All that was red is replaced with rhino gray
So it’s dust to dust on a holiday
I guess it takes all kinds x2
Please be strong
Carry on
Don’t be long
And honey come home