My body's going cold
I'm wondering why I did gear at all
The morning sunshine on my window
And I can't sleep, at all
Even if I could it would all be fake
But Sergio's number on my phone
It, reminds me that I can do more, yeah
(I can do more)
Dear Serg, I called you but you still ain't answering
I need some gear
To make me feel good again
I need gear to take my pain away, like magic
Serg even my brothers and addicts