Letra de Stockton Syndrome

I was soaring in my room
When you told me how he died
Oh my god, born 1985
Now I haven’t lived, but I’ve seen one through his eyes
Never remembered, where we even alive?
It’s all just a matter of time
It’s all just a matter of time
It’s all just a matter of time
It’s all just a matter of time
Broken plate, vile day
Spoons that cut like knives
An open flame takes the blame
On the substance left inside
Collapsed veins like inner state
Congestion on 95
When you slip into the dark of the night
When you slip into the dark of the night
Slip into the dark of the night
Slip into the dark of the night
Slip into the dark of the night
Slip into the dark of the night
Jackie’s got the drugs
Jackie’s got the drugs
Jackie’s got the drugs
And holy fuck he’s gonna take them
Jackie doesn’t know
Jackie doesn’t know
Jackie doesn’t know
What the drugs are gonna do then
Danny’s got the drugs
Danny’s got the drugs
Danny’s got the drugs
And holy fuck he’s gonna take them
Danny doesn’t know
Danny doesn’t know
Danny doesn’t know
What the drugs are gonna do then
Jackie’s got the drugs
Jackie’s got the drugs
Jackie’s got the drugs
And holy fuck he’s gonna take them
Jackie doesn’t know
Jackie doesn’t know
Jackie doesn’t know, oh, no