Im lyin here on the floor where you left me
I think I took too much
Im crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun
I cant stay on your life support,
theres a shortage in the switch,
I cant stay on your morphine,
cuz its making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again
but shes being a little bitch,
I think Ill get outta here,
where I can
Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear youre just like a pill
Instead of makin me better,
you keep makin me ill
You keep makin me ill
I havent moved from the spot where you left me
This must be a bad trip
All of the other pills,
they were different
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