Makers

Death keeps calling me, she’s gonna set me free

No more

Sunshine sidewalk streets or misery

Like she did for you

Oh Allen how you suffered

Lower east-side apartment

We stayed up late

The bones inside your mind where all

Broken

And the keys that opened any answers were all stolen

Filling and refilling up the glass with makers

We both agreed

The Final Moment!

The sweetest remedy to ever be delivered!

Heaven or heavenless we’re all headed for the same sweet darkness

So she came for you, well I guess you wanted her to

Now in the

Safety of a coffin rest you’re through

No more debts or memories

No more heart blood or skin on teeth

Final dosage to set you free

Heaven or heavenless we’re all headed for the same sweet darkness