Higher Than the Stars

You can pray all day to Satan You can drive pretty fast You can drink with your prescriptions But it never comes to pass I know you don't believe me But you're gonna see, you're gonna see One hundred and three You can make marks with a razor Choke ou

Shitfaced, fumbling in a dark place, drinking in the last days This street looks just like the next street, bumblefuck on repeat This time you should have stopped but where's the fun? The outcome, the only friend you ever had is setting off with a ri