Coming through your district. I see the red light on. I feel the warmth of the street. And I feel the drugs infecting me. Don't come screaming. Cold words demands. Helpless you cry. Each night you pray that tomorrow you won't die. You're living barely breathing. Embrace the Dead. Raise your hands. To the god in the sky. That let's you breathe tonight. Coming through your district. I see the rip lipstick on. You sell yourself so cheap. Sleep with the night to carry on. Don't come screaming. Cold words demands. Helpless you cry. Each night you pray that tomorrow you won't die. You're living barely breathing. Embrace the dead. Raise your hands. To the god in the sky. That let's you breathe tonight. You're living barely breathing. You're living barely breathing. You're living barely breathing. You're living barely breathing. You're living. You're living. Embrace the dead. Raise your hands. To Christ the Lord. That let's you breathe too