Drop donations in the box. Coats for curs and toys for tots. Give hearts for ex-hearts time forgot. Vaccinate the ones you love. Anesthesia so they can't feel you when it's time to give 'em up. Medicate me now I’m slumping 'cuz I’ve got nothing. Why you take and take me my friend? I've got nothing. Moral is you're moral-less but you left something on my lips: a mark so sick. Viking tower by the brook. I climbed up and took a look. I dangled down from meaty hooks just to peak inside an ancient place with your response scrawled across its cracked stone walls. If I'm despondent, who's at fault?