I go for drinks with the fees on these streets
They take what they want and then they let me free
I used to be a well respected man
From NY City to San Fran

I write about the visions I see
While you do penance for the Lord down on your knees
That stuff is gonna kill, but it probably won't tonight
So I sit back and you get high

I play the guitar and you sing your songs to me
7 hours awake and 17 asleep
You used to be a confident girl
Before I came into your world

I write about the visions I see
While you do penance for the Lord down on your knees
That stuff is gonna kill, but it probably won't tonight
So I sit back and you get high
That stuff is gonna kill, but it probably won't tonight
So I sit back and you get high

Camouflaged by pretty faces
Dying cells and flooded basements
No-one really knows where we are
So lets make a run for it
Swim back up to the surface
I'm terrified of leaving you alone

I write about the visions I see
While you do penance for the Lord down on your knees
That stuff is gonna kill, but it probably won't tonight
So I sit back and you get high