‘9mm Overdose’      I’ve been dressed to kill this cold night   But don’t blame me   It must be what’s in my system   I had an affair with a 5ml   And now all my memories are burdened with regret   I could leave this room alive   But I don’t think I could   For the love of the syringe   So many words I could scream   I’ve tried to pray to god   And all I’ve got is bags under my eyes   I’ve got all the chances in the world   To get square and live some life   But I look at the lines and I feel so tempted   Maybe if I look at my veins   And all the holes bombarded into them   I could have my inspiration   To give up this life   But it will not let me go   And the needle is whispering to me   That it loves me    And that we’ll work things out   Now I’m seeing things   And I know that I need to leave   But I’ve woken up in the unknown   All around me is money, guns and drugs   If I stay here I know I will run back to the needles arms   I will not let that happen   So I’ll pray one more time   God has failed me   I need to find another   Maybe I could find my solace in a 9mm gun