Time don't let me drown

on a seafoam carousel

I've got too much left here to do

A devil's ransom signed in blood

Call it honest, righteous or is it

my own sense of right and wrong?

A brave act

I remember

Tired eyes, dried tears

Say that you "might not make it home"

Would keep you honest

or so we tell ourselves

So we tell ourselves

Heavy is the crown

of an empire built on pills

An island of slaves

dependent on you

Sell your children for just one

more hit of heaven

Is it worth your sons and daughters?

They depend on you

Brave act

I remember

Tired eyes, dried tears

Say that you "might not make it home"

Would keep you honest

or so we tell ourselves