If I Can't Smoke or Swear, I'm Fucked

Don’t wait, it’s almost over
This rope gets shorter by the day
And now I’ve found its end
You test the poison and you pat
Drag it for your worst mistakes
And fight to shake the blame
A death grip, denial, our graveyard grin
You bear your teeth, remind us that you’re just a skeleton
Just a skeleton
Don’t wait, I can see it now
The patron saint of the totally fucked
Lie down in living your own way
‘cause dying isn’t living, is it?
Your bones decay
A death grip, denial, our graveyard grin
You bear your teeth, remind us that you’re just a skeleton
Just a skeleton