Spit out the shout of a warning

Death is an honour with doubts

So you live in the end

And you mistrust the start

Because you don't think it counts

But you'll pay for yourself

You'll pay for yourself

You're just a heroin face



You see a heroin face in the mirror

And someone is clutching your breath

And you believe in the needle of night

You're only doing your best



But you'll pay for yourself

You'll pay for yourself



You believe in the needle of night

And someone is cluthing your breath

So you mistrust the start

By always running away

But you'll never come back



You're just a heroin face

Heroin face