Stop
Drop the medicine
I don't feel normal
I never did
Room start spinning
Make boredem useful and back again
Come home to fucked to know what side's up
Side's down
My senses stayed for another round
Don't feel the set up
Don't feel the sting
Only feel the fatique where the body used to break
I want more
Wake up hardly remembering,
But sofly knowing that I was king
Short lived
Could be imagining that things were simple,
But easily I wake up not knowing what's up or went down
Face flush
Amnesia sucks
Just one more time