Count the days and several ways to die
This is the drug that told her she could fly
The best way to die was found here tonight
They've all lost control but they're feelin' alright
The best way to die was found here tonight
They've all lost control but they're feelin' alright
Feel her pulse beating gently in the vein
Alive but dead, so close, nearly the same
The best way to die was found here tonight
They've all lost control but they're feelin' alright
The best way to die was found here tonight
They've all lost control but they're feelin' alright
He is an engine running in the red
Due to the boiling fever in his head
He dragged her down almost overnight
An innocent lost burning wrong from right
The best way to die was found here tonight
They've all lost control but they're feelin' alright
The best way to die was found here tonight
They've all lost control but they're feelin' alright
You don't deserve this!
You're empty, I'm empty - it left me dry
You're bending, I'm bending - to save the night
I'm trying, you're crying
At the outstretched hand you found
Hand you found, hand you found
You don't deserve this!
Writer(s): Michel Francois Pepin, Dave Michael Swiecicki, Trevor Jay Tuminski
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