Verse 1
Been seek buzzards,
They'll be up until the crack of dawn,
Lurking round until the beeks are gone,
They'll drain and they'll take what you got till theres nothing left to give,
And they say,
Just give me one more line and I'll go way,
But they stay,
Howling at the moon till noon when no one needs you,
You're just walking dead inside of your head
Dreaming lost dreams that should've been,
And we see,
You lost that golden shine in your eye,
And you hide,
No sense of time these days just roll on by,
Till you die
Verse 2
Been seek buzzard,
Keep there eyes on your every move,
While they're sipping your last drop of booze,
It's funny what a little white powder and good times can make you do,
Nothing new,
Pointless conversations about nothing in your room,
And you know,
Howling at the moon till noon when no one needs you,
You're just walking dead inside of your head
Dreaming lost dreams that should've been,
And we see,
You lost that golden shine in your eye,
And you hide,
No sense of time these days just roll on by,
Till you die
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