Stop, drop, roll, explore Put out fires, to start some more Rewards, little wars I walked to the corner, went in the store Familiar the smell, bourbon and quartz Cashier said, nice to see you again I smiled, I grabbed my shit and left Hours later, numb in the face I got to her house, a dodgy place She walked bent over, a crippled back Years of abuse, wrong side of the tracks She offered me a vodka can Asked me if I had a plan Hesitant to say what I was thinking, God damn I'm treading the same rake, I'm way above the stakes A bullet, a bullet, it's on its way to me Oh, a bullet, a bullet, it’s life or death for me I'm on my own, and I'm so alone Stop, drop, roll, explore Put out fires, to start some more Rewards, little wars She sat in the corner, smoked on the floor I asked her what lead to becoming a whore Careers were never my closest friend And cash is king, my dividend To pick my brain, and watch me pall A cloud of smoke, numbed her fall I watched her as she pierced into her veins She said she was stuck, worst of the beds The ugliest place, that she ever had been Balmoral Hotel, the best of the inns Supplies are steady, you can begin Your quest to freedom, calm your skin Fear diminish, start again I’ve kinda always wondered what that meant I'm treading the same rake, I'm way above the stakes A bullet, a bullet, it's on its way to me Oh, a bullet, a bullet, it’s life or death for me I'm on my own, and I'm so alone I'm treading the same rake, I'm way above the stakes A bullet, a bullet, it's on its way to me Oh, a bullet, a bullet, it’s life or death for me I'm on my own, and I'm so alone