This is a song about "Dark sid"

I guess that's why some people are afraid of the dark,

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Or let us all live in the dark

You shook my world and it felt apart

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Snitches here don't got no heart

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Stab you faster than you can say sid vicious,

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

From the back seat, back seat

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Writing from my heart, never end with dark

(zing)light it up in the dark

So rest your weary heart