Find me a drug To end this mundanity I was so **** low Until I started those pills Then I swung up so high Even this sad life I live Felt exquisite Everything was exciting It all made me smile It was probably fake But I don’t really care Because now I’m fine And that’s the problem I can’t stand “fine” I’m adrift in reality And frankly I’m not a fan
Ironic that the best high I’ve ever had was from a bottle with my name printed on it...