In the night, in the chair 
He sits there, he sits tight 
No more cans, no more crime 
See the place, see the time 
You never know 

He walks light, don't know how 
Maybe now, in the night 
Oh, I know, yes I know 
There's no chat 
He's for show 
You never know 

Sees the place and tries to get the time 
He's slowly slipping into the slime 
Can't inject into his veins 
Blood and guff ooze out and stain 
Cares not that he really bleeds 
Death not hell is what he needs 
Sees the place, checks the time 
Some other place, some other time 
You never know 

Slipping up and down his writhing side 
His eyes begin to ponder pride 
Subjective pics of misled youth 
Before him lies the dreadful truth 
Undignifiled, Insignified 
His wrist on to the razor slides 
You never know