I Hate Fucking Being Numb

Is it I think too much
Or are we chasing after a ghost of what once was?
I can't tell the difference

Is it you care too much
Or am I holding our past like a knife against my tongue?
I can't tell the difference

Would it be enough
If we were loaded and fucked up, house out in the hills?
I wouldn't bet on it

We could be more lost
Car roofs, wet shoes, cashed out in a friend's garage
But one time's enough

Will it ever be enough?
I hate fucking being numb
Sorry that I love these drugs
Do you think my head is fucked?

Will it ever be enough?
I hate fucking being numb
Sorry that I love these drugs
Do you think my head is fucked?

Will it ever be enough?
I hate fucking being numb
Sorry that I love these drugs
Do you think my head is fucked?

Will it ever be enough?
I hate fucking being numb
Sorry that I love these drugs
Do you think my head is fucked?

Will it ever be enough?
I hate fucking being numb
Sorry that I love these drugs
Do you think my head is fucked?



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Writer(s): Mark Taylor
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