I was killed
To get you high


Let the coffe table be my coffin
Steal my shroud, have a blanket
Let my ghost haunt your dreams

Save my hair, stuff your pillow
Turn my corpse into a desert
Get addicted to my dust

I was killed
To get you high


To get you high
To get you

Children stoned on my tombstone
Poison Ivy in the graveyard
Let my body feed your worms

Let your mourning be my glory
Save my teeth, make a necklace
Suck my veins, get my blood

I was killed
To get you high


To get you high
To get you