Pick it all up

Where you left off
When the clock stopped
Made your pulse drop
Down the eight-ball

Fate nails the stroke of midnight

I watched friends die
From fentanyl and suicide
I watched you cry
Isolation
And separation
Endless pacing
Through the maze of the graves in my hallway
Missing the taste of the dust in the ashtray

How can I
Just stand and watch
All you fucking die?
How many more pushed to the morgue?
Death's a prison, bodies stacked, ceiling to floor
How many more?
How many more will have to mourn?
Tell mе

Tell me
Emptiness is filling up
Tеll me
Broken souls and medical charts
Tell me
God please forgive
Tell me
What life can't fix
Heartbreak carried by six

Crushing the hand of fate before lives were saved
Kingpins of world crisis
Detox, life succumbs to
Low thoughts
Another dynasty killed by pill mills
And padlocked cell blocks
Twelfth stroke
I hang my head

They had to do what they had to do
I did what I had to do
And uh, they just had to let the rough end drag