Spit out the shout of a warningDeath is an honour with doubtsSo you live in the endAnd you mistrust the startBecaus e you don't think it countsBut you'll pay for yourselfYou'll pay for yourselfYou're just a heroin faceYou see a heroin f ace in the mirrorAnd someone is clutching your breathAnd you believe in the needle of nightYou're only doing your bestBut you'll pay for yourselfYou'll pay for yourselfYou believe in the needle of nightAnd someone is clutching your breathSo you mistrust the startBy always running awayBut you'll never come backYou're just a heroin faceHeroin face