Tired of shootin' smack, tired of on [bad word]  traded the needle... for the gun
Tired of livin' small, tired of the withdrawal, no more retreat, give it the all

Oh Benny how many times you tried to kill yourself,
OD's and robberies and super stunts, I never thought you'd die for them

Riding around in tanks, fire a round of blanks, Benny had never had such fun
Until he took a wrong step into a bomb, and that's when Benny got blowed up

Alone, under a blanket soaked with sweat and [bad word] 
We figured Benny would end up like this
We just didn't think for them