Lock the world out.
This is the only thing that’s real.
My queen... my gold... my throne.
(Verse 1: The Divine High)
It’s pure bliss, a fentanyl throne in the clouds
Silencing the rain and the ghost-driven crowds
I’m numbing the sun, I’m absorbing the thunder
While I’m pulling you down and I’m pulling you under
My beauty queen, glowing, skin like a star
We’re the envy of the world, no matter where we are
I love myself, I love the power in my veins
Then I hit the bubble and I snap all the chains
Ice hits like dynamite, lighting up the room
A nuclear explosion that kills every doom
The sex is a masterpiece, the hottest ever seen
Like the best porno flick on a silver screen
Kisses like honey mixed with electric fire
Every single atom filled with burning desire
Bags of sunshine stacked high by the bed
I’m a God in this room, I’m a God in my head.
(Verse 2: The Sickness)
(The music snaps—a sharp, thin, irritating frequency. The bass turns cold and hollow.)
Until the bones quake. Until the dream breaks.
I wake up in the grey and I hate what it takes
I fucking hate you, the way that you breathe
The sickness is pouring out the pores of my sleeves
I smell the decay, I smell the "need more"
"Get your ass up, go rob that store!"
You’re crying in the bathroom, dark and alone
Wanting to be the beauty I used to own
But the anger takes over, it’s all your fault
You talked me into that last hit—the final assault
Now we got nothing. I hate how you cry
Praying on that bed that you finally die.
(Bridge: The Score)
(Fast, heavy, industrial percussion. Sounds of a door slamming and a gun cocking.)
I slam the door. Back to the street.
Trying to make the ends and the agony meet
Fuck it, I can’t take it—the ache is too deep
I pull the pin and cock it, no time for sleep
Wash the blood off my hands, victim in the dirt
Money in my pocket to bury the hurt
I’m already on my way, hitting the door
I don’t even remember what I’m doing this for...
(Chorus: The Rise)
UNTIL THE WAVE HITS.
It rises to my neck, a golden flood
Drowning the memory, drowning the blood
I’m numb to the suffering, numb to the dread
Forget the life I left back in that bed
She’s a ghost in the sheets, she’s a world away
This bag is the only god I obey
High above the wreckage, high above the pain
I’m back in the sunshine... back in the vein.
(Outro)
(The shimmering synth from the beginning returns, but it’s distorted now.)
This is all that matters.
The only way to fly.
The only way to live...
Is to never come down.
( Speaking in a somber voice...)
"If only we got to him quicker. Im sorry but we couldn't save your son. We tried everything we could it was just to late.."
