she s lashed to the mast and me to the helm i m screaming prayers and curses she looks underwhelmed her mouth is dry with thirst she ll drink until she bursts with heroin we used to build castles into the sky towers of beauty with basements to hide but now when i look into her face i see that great city laid to waste by heroin i cannot quench her thirst tomorrow will just be worse she whispers regrets for all my decisions wild things turned to house pets of empty religion she was swimming when we met now we re dying in the net of heroin i used to be so impressed with her lies inner demons manifestos calling others to rise but now when i look into her eyes all i see is her disguise for heroin i cannot quench her thirst tomorrow will just be worse when i look into her face when i look into her eyes when i look into her face all i see is her disguise