Sink

How low can you sink? How low can you go? Being that person that never says no Chasing a thrill, chasing a high Devils at your doorstep, tryna getchu to die The ups are mediced Which keeps you dedicated to living that low As the downs keep you sick and sore, begging for more How many hits How many pills How many lines, does it take you to feel fine Keep digging that hole, Keep digging your grave The thought of death ain't gonna make you behave If God is real, youre gonna see him tonight As you're skinny and pale he's gonna cast you to hell Down with demons and ghouls, They will be your kin, Cuz addiction as your deadly sin