Capability Capacity - Bellevue Days

I sat in the car with the radio off

But the sound of my heart beat louder than a drum

«Be cool» she said, «when you’re dead, you’re dead»

And lit up my cigarette

Man it feels so good

Don’t wait til I come down

It was you who said to me

Death is prettier in trees

I made my way through veins down back streets

My demons came in threes

Affordable and cheap

They keep me company

So we left my place, picked a gram up on the way, with our loose change we made

from others mistakes

Such sleight of hand for a junkie

Could be the demons in me

I’d give it up, but I still have one more gram in me

To fend off all my sad

So load it up, don’t you know we’re all just chasing

Something we never had