Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead. Imprisoned souls. Trapped for eternity. Black crows break the silence. The garden of the dead s alive

Big guns and big whips Rich nigga talkin' big shit Double cup, gold wrist Double up on that blow, bitch Two mil on that I-95 Bow your head cuz it's time to pay tax Opposition want me dead or alive Motherfucker but the devil is a lie The devil is a lie,

Sickness spilling through your eyes, Sickness spilling through your eyes Craving everything that you thought was alive Stab me in my heart again Drag me through you wasted life Are you forever dead? Do like I told you, stay away from me Never

I think I've lost my mind What a pity, it's so pretty Looking through the bars and I see my city But I'm feeling so alive Yeah I'm feeling so alive Woke up one morning on the sunset strip Put the half smoked blunt and some blood on my lip Hit up the

And the sun will rise Dawn will break through the blackest night Distant in its glow This shall pass be still and know In this struggle Are we dead or alive? Freedom is not existence It's why we survive Shake our grief

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive I'm wanted dead or alive It's all the same, only the names will change Everyday, it seems we're wastin' away Another place where the faces are so cold I drive all night just to get

Get in time Doesn't suit my style Suicide is not for me, Suicide is not for me I'm feeling better, I'm feeling fine I need a car, And in the dead of the night I realize I'm not alone

Alive alone now that they've gone dead but unburied I've seen it unfold, terrible scenes of agony Eyes in the darkness Echoing their madness The sights that have passed before them Watching as though it has never happened Now I only listen to what is not

I'll sleep when I'm dead Gonna live while I'm alive 'Til they roll me over And lay my bones to rest Is all that I need Got no use for Sunday 'Cause I don't rest in peace Until I'm six feet under Sleep when I'm dead, sleep when I'm dead

I waste my time whenever I like I'm feelin ok with my whiskey hangover 'cause I walk dead or alive With my whiskey hangover Oh yeah yeah O what if I never wanna be sober? So what if I wanna be numb all the time? I can't justify why I'd wanna go slower