Bryan Dubay - Sick Syrup Lyrics

It’s a hard night, one with the killer’s sight
I'm looking at a red, no its a green light
Chugging all my sick syrup, i got a lazy mind
Driving aimless shooting accurate-like
I’ll be building all the arches around
The shaky foundation that’s all been laid out
Like crumbling tears coming out all dusty and brown
I’ll be walking the rubble of this infectious town
Tired and wasteful and crumpling papers
Of the reports that say I'm veinless
There’s no pain like pulling out heartstrings
Working till no end; its crippling