Thirteen pills and counting,
each sliding down my throat.
I'm counting them one by one,
as I'm on this sinking boat.
My head is under water,
my mind in the sand.
I cannot comprehend my life,
I want to get back on land.
I took these pills, you see,
to keep you off my mind.
I stood at the end of the world,
and screamed your name till I was blind.
Everything was spinning before me,
and my thoughts were clouded.
I started to forget about myself,
but the thought of loving you crowded--
my aching mind.
So I took more pills,
until the bottle was dry,
and I inhaled the smoke
when I began to cry.
It's a tragic experience,
to drown in your brain.
But it's also so beautiful,
when the thoughts start to drain.