DR1VE THRU SEX
Coming Down
Am I coming down or going up
My heads been spinning and I feel like throwing up

Where are we headed
We look towards the sky
And don’t even know that we're
Headed towards a certain death

And we spin

My shell it turns to rust
My shell it turns to dust
My heart it crumbled into the sea
And I’ll be alright
And I’ll form anew