Some days,
I wish,
I could,
just disappear.
Some days, man,
I feel so low.
Some days,
I skip around,
looking for that buzz,
that escape,
that something.
Some days,
I think and it gets me;
yeah gets me off that track,
I don't know if I'll get it back.
Oh, no, no, no, no!

I feel the rain,
yeah,
it pours down so hard,
I keep on walking.
Maybe it'll wash away my sins.
(I really doubt it.)
I feel,
yeah,
I feel,
when I wish that it would all just go numb.
Slaving away to find my sanity.
Oh, no,
the drugs will save me.

Sometimes,
just a hit,
just enough,
to keep me going.
It knocks out all the noise in my brain.
Sometimes when I smile,
yeah,
I fake it,
a grin of denial,
oh lord I feel like dying.
Maybe I'll pop,
a couple more,
just a few more bumps,
such a sick little gamble.
Maybe,
but I really dont know,
because,
sometimes,
you say
"I love you. Oh, baby you're my whole world."
It tears me apart,
yeah actions scream while words don't make a sound.
Yeah, oh yeah.


I feel the rain,
yeah,
it pours down so hard,
I keep on walking.
Maybe it'll wash away my sins.
(I really doubt it.)
I feel,
yeah,
I feel,
when I wish that it would all just go numb.
Slaving away to find my sanity.
Oh, no,
the drugs will save me.