The Inevitable Lyrics

If you can't cope with the crash

Than you can't do my dope

No bitch that is a fact

It's your tragic approach

That leads you down this path

That you passively chose

Cause you can't face your past

And decided you won't

Too busy numbing your face

Or stinging your nose

Or spiking your veins

Or doing your dope

And hiding away from under the smoke

I know you're in there

Where did you go

Trying to call you

Pick up your phone

Are there no lights on

Is nobody home

Should I get a ouija

Are you a ghost

Memories fade

That's just how it goes

The cigarette burns in my clothes

They tell a story all of their own

How many I got when I should have been home

How many I thought were there from before

Not that it matters

There's no reward

There was no medal

Nobody kept score

Nobody was bothered

In fact they want more

Nobodies sober

Not anymore

If you can't cope with the crash

Than you can't do my dope

No bitch that is a fact

It's your tragic approach

That leads you down this path

That you passively chose

Cause you can't face your past

And decided you won't

Tenner to quarter to half to a gram

Licking the bag cause I'm fiending

Again

Circling back to the start of the plan

Struggling often just cause I can

I am half of the man

That I could have been

That I should have been

Can you comprehend

How I could defend

My own ignorance

In Spite of the evidence

How I pretend

The cigarette burns in my clothes

Don't tell a story all of their own

How many I got when I should of been home

How many of them were there from before

Still doesn't matter

There's no reward

There is no medal

Nobody keeps score

No one is bothered

In fact they want more

Nobodies sober

Not anymore

If you can't cope with the crash

Than you can't do my dope

No bitch that is a fact

It's your tragic approach

That leads you down this path

That you passively chose

Cause you can't face your past

And decided you won't