Lyrics From Snippet:

Tick-tock
I'm falling out of mind
Too young to shoot
But I think I might

I might do it for the heartache
I might do it for the life line, tonight
I might pack my bags and escape

Because I like it when they talk about me
Like it when they talk

Control me
Tied down
My arms now are shut ...
I'll cut the rope and make you
Swallow
You promise
I promise
I'm honest
I hold on to the bodies for the
Company
Lock the door behind you
As I watch you leave