Dropping Like Flies - The Accused

You got this habit you just can’t shake

There’s not much more your body can take

So you jab that needle in your vein

Another load of dirt for your brain

Scars and scars up and down your arms

Your body covered in a sheet of sweat

You made the choice

To drag out your life

In a dull drugged oblivion

Eyes wide open lips blue with death

Your lifeless body slumped over in a chair

No show at your funeral

No flowers on your grave

Dropping like flies