Sangtekst: Curl Up And Die. Instrumental.

She kisses like cough syrup when I have a cold.
but we're not in love, we're just alone.
Like a drug company's overdose.
Trying to replace our heads with holes.

We're missing days and spending weeks.
Only passing through looking for company.
And semen released is a rotting stomach.

Like a body drained of blood.
My flaw. Our failure.