Lyrics Mean Man's Dream - Options

Old ritual
Just a weak dose
No one will know
Just a weak dose
Fear and shame
Bitter the taste
All the same
All the same

Scream no
I'm giving up

I promise you tomorrow will be worse

Do you ever even ask yourself how this will end?
Of course you do
So just keep on asking yourself
You won't get an answer

Until your luck runs out
Until the walls start bearing down
Until the lights go out
Until your blood runs out

There are two options
and I think you know what they are
So spare us the melodrama

Pick yourself up