| Give me dark, what I can taste | 
| Or take that just to relay | 
| A strange bird, but under it all | 
| A big heart, a flower on the wall | 
| Alone, and you’ll die all alone | 
| Just how low would you go | 
| Not to stand right below, below | 
| Call me what you want, what you will | 
| But where I’m from | 
| We don’t need your pointless help | 
| And endless laugh and all you got | 
| A newborn child looking for clues | 
| A selfish child looking for you | 
| Alone, and you’ll die all alone | 
| Just how low would you go | 
| Not to stand right below, below | 
| Never knew much, but I knew when I felt right | 
| Chasin' down the night, night | 
| Looking for the white, white | 
| Live, get high like Dolemite | 
| Blunt and a red stripe | 
| I want white, white | 
| Let me refrain from my brain on cocaine | 
| I can’t explain how it chases away the pain | 
| Never knew much but I knew when I feel right | 
| Chasin' down the night, night | 
| Looking for the white, white | 
| A strange bird, but under it all | 
| A big heart, a flower on the wall | 
| Alone, and you’ll die all alone | 
| Just how low would you go | 
| Not stand right below, below | 
| Alone, and you’ll die all alone | 
| Just how low would you go | 
| Not to stand right below, below |