Captain.Heroin
Bluelight Crew
Smashing then crashing, feeling cheated, defeated…
Am I deaf or already dead?
Is this an institution of prostitution, or just dying bodies in the streets and sweat blood and tears in the sheets?
I know no help is coming.
This’ll hurt you worse than me: I’m weak seven days a week.
Just don’t run from me as I do, it’ll leave you feeling brutally blue.
There is no “self” to love, in the mirror I see no reflection.
Am I deaf or already dead?
Is this an institution of prostitution, or just dying bodies in the streets and sweat blood and tears in the sheets?
I know no help is coming.
This’ll hurt you worse than me: I’m weak seven days a week.
Just don’t run from me as I do, it’ll leave you feeling brutally blue.
There is no “self” to love, in the mirror I see no reflection.