now I know you
never gonna listen
so used to
livin' all twisted
but prometheus stole the fire
brought it in on his back
and flame goes to crystal
so you smokin' your crack
now it's been twenty years
from one place to another
but still it's all the same
cuz you're missin' your mother
remember your times together
remember the days of fun
she's on the southbound train now
you're on the northbound one
now the dead don't die
they just know they never leavin'
and if God was your father
would he try to get even
but you layin' on your couch
and you lookin' all lax
needle in the arm
layin' it's tracks
flame goes to spoon
now it's down to the wire
bubble on the edge
now you stuck in mire