Lyrics:

Tired of shootin' smack, tired of on the run, traded the needle... for the gun

Tired of livin' small, tired of the withdrawal, no more retreat time for attack



Oh Benny how many times you tried to kill yourself,

OD's and robberies and super stunts, I never thought you'd die from them



Riding around in tanks, fire a round of blanks, Benny had never had such fun

Until he took a wrong step into bomb, and that's when Benny got blowed up



Alone, under a blanket soaked with sweat and piss,

We figured Benny would end up like this

We just didn't think for them