Amphetamine Dreams

See you in hell, I've not been sleeping well
You're always with or withheld just like the Sunday mail from me
A shimmering light cuts through the wind and the trees
But I can't make it right I am the summer weeds and the winter leaves

I am obscene like amphetamine dreams
My cigarette held by your teeth

What am I missing? I could have sworn I fell asleep in the kitchen
This bourbon's like a bomb in my hand, like a bomb in my hand
But I'm still bitchin' bout how deluded I am why won't they listen?
Swore I fell asleep in the sand, swore I fell asleep in the sand

I am obscene like amphetamine dreams
Blood on my lips from the love of your teeth
I am obscene like amphetamine dreams
Gold in my eyes and a madness beneath



Credits
Writer(s): Benton Wood
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