Drug Love
Okay not to worry you all, the drug is just a huge metaphor. You can guess what its metaphorically speaking about but. And where there is a "*" it just means that someone else is talking. Hope you like. Oh yah and this just maybe my last update on this b.
Life's getting hard.
I need some heart to guard me from falling apart.
Drugs have never started happiness before.
But the art of it gots me wanting more.
Release the pain make it go away.
Please don't aim that look at me today.
Oh well, I'll feed off the brought up name of it all anyway.
Will this hit me faster?
*Yah they call this bitch the "master"*
You came in my life just when I needed the answers.
The needle gets my skin relaxed for bullshit people.
Slowly blood mingle back into the syringe.
Need it, I'm a stinge.
C'mon stop fringing.
Relief, push it down!
Clinching my teeth as I notice I'm not around.
One..Two...Beat, slower three... beat, bown now.
It's cold.
I'll hold to my own arms while the bullshit gets old.
She told me it would work.
But everything seems to hurt.
It's a fake heaven I'm stuck to lurk.
I'm ending up in a hell.
*None of this is real, can't you tell?*
But it feels so good.
The bells ring when I fell.
We're feeding off each other.
Your not my mother, sister, or my brother.
So don't tell me what to do!
It releaves my depression and I releave it's juices.
A perfect reaction of how to use pain instead of booze.
Fuck it!
I'm on a cruise.
How the hell can I lose?!?
Babies giving me the right groove.
Shit it's getting cold agian.
I see no dead ends.
Where the hell am I suppose to mend to this fucked up trend?!?
Will you not lend me a hand?
Man I need this fix and some sticks.
It shouldn't be possible to tan from the alley lights.
Just one more touch of the land tonight.
I'm getting fucking distorted.
Yah let me try to sort shit out.
What do you think this is about?!?
Some short needle who I don't doubt will take me to court.
I love it. I need it.
(CHORUS)
I'm dead and your a drug that lives on.
Fucked over on what was originally said when we first hit dawn.
Played by a person who only decayed all what I made.
As I fade your still okay.
I'm looking to you instead of above.
Was sleeping by the mudd.
It was drug love.
Powder, metal, fire.
Louder, mental, liar.
It's now outer space of a car rental that I got from stealing some tires.
I need the money. I need somewhere to sleep.
My monkey. My mind that keeps me awake thinking of the honey, living on the streets.
Think would it be better if I died.
Is it even good that I still try?
It's an addiction I can't brake.
A physical fiction that takes every ounce of temption to stop the cake away.
I'm now driving to the lake to drown myself in worries.
I can't take life's hurries anymore.
I'm fake and so is she.
Oh shit this last hit is making me blurry.
It's starting to bleed uncontrollably.
Do me a favor? read this map.
What the fuck, you don't care. Your a instrument that sends fools into naps that ever gave you crap.
But it's okay I still love you.
I'd rather die next to you.
You've been there, and I was there too.
We'll go crazy together.
It'll be better for this rainy weather.
An elder once told me not to let anyone take control of thee.
But your my only family.
Damn it's really hard to even see the car in front of me.
To think of it, I think I'm on the wrong side of the road.
It's been long since I've driven a car.
Wow I'm gone into the stars.
HELP me out. Reach far and hold the wheel.
I feel an inkling to kill.
What the fuck?!? Why are you still in the same spot?!?
We're gonna crash if you don't stop playing.
Accept me. This is what I got. This is what I'm saying.
Please just help me out this time.
Holy shit! Is my mind still fucked up or is that truck coming toward us on our line?
Another dime months gone by with you just fine.
(CHORUS)
I'm dead and your a drug that lives on.
Fucked over on what was originally said when we first hit dawn.
Played by a person who only decayed all what I made.
As I fade your still okay.
I'm looking to you instead of above.
Was sleeping by the mudd.
It was drug love.
Life's getting hard.
I need some heart to guard me from falling apart.
Drugs have never started happiness before.
But the art of it gots me wanting more.
Release the pain make it go away.
Please don't aim that look at me today.
Oh well, I'll feed off the brought up name of it all anyway.
Will this hit me faster?
*Yah they call this bitch the "master"*
You came in my life just when I needed the answers.
The needle gets my skin relaxed for bullshit people.
Slowly blood mingle back into the syringe.
Need it, I'm a stinge.
C'mon stop fringing.
Relief, push it down!
Clinching my teeth as I notice I'm not around.
One..Two...Beat, slower three... beat, bown now.
It's cold.
I'll hold to my own arms while the bullshit gets old.
She told me it would work.
But everything seems to hurt.
It's a fake heaven I'm stuck to lurk.
I'm ending up in a hell.
*None of this is real, can't you tell?*
But it feels so good.
The bells ring when I fell.
We're feeding off each other.
Your not my mother, sister, or my brother.
So don't tell me what to do!
It releaves my depression and I releave it's juices.
A perfect reaction of how to use pain instead of booze.
Fuck it!
I'm on a cruise.
How the hell can I lose?!?
Babies giving me the right groove.
Shit it's getting cold agian.
I see no dead ends.
Where the hell am I suppose to mend to this fucked up trend?!?
Will you not lend me a hand?
Man I need this fix and some sticks.
It shouldn't be possible to tan from the alley lights.
Just one more touch of the land tonight.
I'm getting fucking distorted.
Yah let me try to sort shit out.
What do you think this is about?!?
Some short needle who I don't doubt will take me to court.
I love it. I need it.
(CHORUS)
I'm dead and your a drug that lives on.
Fucked over on what was originally said when we first hit dawn.
Played by a person who only decayed all what I made.
As I fade your still okay.
I'm looking to you instead of above.
Was sleeping by the mudd.
It was drug love.
Powder, metal, fire.
Louder, mental, liar.
It's now outer space of a car rental that I got from stealing some tires.
I need the money. I need somewhere to sleep.
My monkey. My mind that keeps me awake thinking of the honey, living on the streets.
Think would it be better if I died.
Is it even good that I still try?
It's an addiction I can't brake.
A physical fiction that takes every ounce of temption to stop the cake away.
I'm now driving to the lake to drown myself in worries.
I can't take life's hurries anymore.
I'm fake and so is she.
Oh shit this last hit is making me blurry.
It's starting to bleed uncontrollably.
Do me a favor? read this map.
What the fuck, you don't care. Your a instrument that sends fools into naps that ever gave you crap.
But it's okay I still love you.
I'd rather die next to you.
You've been there, and I was there too.
We'll go crazy together.
It'll be better for this rainy weather.
An elder once told me not to let anyone take control of thee.
But your my only family.
Damn it's really hard to even see the car in front of me.
To think of it, I think I'm on the wrong side of the road.
It's been long since I've driven a car.
Wow I'm gone into the stars.
HELP me out. Reach far and hold the wheel.
I feel an inkling to kill.
What the fuck?!? Why are you still in the same spot?!?
We're gonna crash if you don't stop playing.
Accept me. This is what I got. This is what I'm saying.
Please just help me out this time.
Holy shit! Is my mind still fucked up or is that truck coming toward us on our line?
Another dime months gone by with you just fine.
(CHORUS)
I'm dead and your a drug that lives on.
Fucked over on what was originally said when we first hit dawn.
Played by a person who only decayed all what I made.
As I fade your still okay.
I'm looking to you instead of above.
Was sleeping by the mudd.
It was drug love.