Testo Already Dead

She came up to me, bewildered and high A young girl, with a hollow eyed face Asked me 'sir, could you spare me a dime' Couldn't remember the last time she ate Well I gave her a frown when she looked at the ground And told me she'd do anything Neglected and haunted, it wasn't food that she wanted I could tell by the look of her skin I saw the signs on her arms, and that look in her eyes And I wonder why I haven't told her Maybe there's nothing to say that would make it right And with the visions inside of her head She was already dead I once had a brother, though I called him my friend Successful with the things that he did But all the fame and the glory went up to his head How could I've known I was only a kid That the snow in his nose and the horse in his veins Was a pleasure that only could kill Broken and haunted, it was more that he wanted Only living for the next precious thrill I saw the signs on his arms, and that look in his eyes And I wonder if I should have told him But there is nothing to say that would make it all right And with the demons inside of his head He was already dead You're better of dead, cause you're already dead !