How much can I take till I call it quits?
How long can my legs keep running like this?
Until they give in.
Until my liver gives up.
My lungs are black but that how I like them.
I'm pushing the limits until they push me back.
I'm on the edge of the mountain calculating the gap between a rack and a hard place,
a palace and a pit.
But remeber dead never lies to the people who lived.
Dead never lies to the people who lived.
Dead never lies to the people who lived.
Dead never lies to the people who lived.
Can have credit for all the goddamn work that I did.
