1-2, 1-2-3-4!

These vultures circle 'round the dead...
And I'm losing it.
Got lost somewhere
between the drugs and the drinks and the desert air.
All I see is fucking sand as my life slips through my hands.
Walked the line between dead and alive...

Chased that perfect high with the sun in my eyes.
I've given up... When Will I die?
Got lost somewhere
between the drugs and the drinks and the desert air.
Chased the perfect high with the sun in my eyes.