Miss Vicodin Lyrics

The dead rise again

The only remnants can be seen in the light of memories, for

the new self is rotting away

Like news paper blowing in the wind

Like garbage that's flushed down the latrines

She eventually finds the comfort of the sewer

And the poison as her solice

She's got no eyes, because she cannot see me

She's got no flesh, for her touch is infectious

The back of her throat is laden with white

And her eyes are glistening red

Living, dead, undead, victim of weak restraint

She lost comfort in the world because she never gave it a chance