Caution

Pretty serious anti-drug song, isn't it?

Caution

We have no future, we have no past

We're just drifting ghosts of glass

Brown sugar, ice in our veins

No pressure, no pain

Everybody looks the same to me

Rows and rows of faces on the balcony

I can hear them calling down to me

Come up here - set us free

Got sugar in our brains

Or a dagger in our hearts

This is not my home, no

Everyone's bought and sold

This is not my home

Everybody's walking round the dead and cold

One by one by one we disappear

Day after day and year after year

You are run about our wasted there