Lyrics

(Written and produced by Steven Clark)
Steven Clark - Guitar/Bass/Vocals/Percussion
Billy Masterson - Drums
Ksenia Tnavilliv - Vocals

Life is war better fake it
Monkey tooth, serpent tongue
Greet the worms sweating and shaking
Look out lock-up here we come

Jailhouses full of religion
New beginning things-finna-change
Hit the streets beg, steal, and borrow
One last hit and we’re up in flames

You are the drug
You are the drug
One’s too many and a thousand ain’t enough
One’s too many and a thousand ain’t enough
One last suck from that loving cup
One’s too many and a thousand ain’t enough

Earth-quaker when she flips the bitch-switch
Gettin’ lit gonna break a mule
Dead center of nowhere and nothing
Selling souls their nightmare fuel

Dull blades hurt the most
Merchants of doom from coast to coast
Temples topple whispered scandals
Orange faced holy ghosts

One’s too many and a thousand ain’t enough
One’s too many and a thousand ain’t enough
One last suck from that loving cup
One’s too many and a million ain’t enough