Hiding in your bed
Try your tired old mantra
Your affirmation
But it's just talk, talk, talk
and if you stay or go
it's just luck, luck, luck
and I don't know if I give a ****
cuz it's a **** show
and I'm the star, self-medicating
And I'll play the fool because everything's fine
I know it's not real, it's just in my head
Burn it all out
'neath your veil
drink your party all down
blood drains to pale, pale, pale
from my self-medicating
Bells sound alarm
Crossing our hearts
against the dark
Chemicals are all awry
So don't despair
there's nothing there
Intuition
Or just anxious fears?
Guess it all depends on
what you want to hear
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 11:48 PM UTC
Hiding in your bed
Try your tired old mantra
Your affirmation
But it's just talk, talk, talk
and if you stay or go
it's just luck, luck, luck
and I don't know if I give a ****
cuz it's a **** show
and I'm the star, self-medicating
And I'll play the fool because everything's fine
I know it's not real, it's just in my head
Burn it all out
'neath your veil
drink your party all down
blood drains to pale, pale, pale
from my self-medicating
Bells sound alarm
Crossing our hearts
against the dark
Chemicals are all awry
So don't despair
there's nothing there
Intuition
Or just anxious fears?
Guess it all depends on
what you want to hear
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