you turned me on
until i broke away
from the things within my control

you turned me up
until i couldn't stop
while pulling me into your hole

it's hard these days to tell
the criminals from the victims

you sucked me up
into the sweetest death
and held me there
to melt away

you cut me off
i couldn't smoke you out
from where you
wanted me to stay

it's hard these days to tell
and the lengths we go to sell
the lack of what we live for

this hole
i think we're falling
down the darkest hole

you turned me on
you turned me up
you sucked me in
and then you cut me off

it's hard these days to tell
the criminals from the victims
and the lengths we go to sell
the lack of what we live for

this hole
i think we're falling
down the darkest hole