Overdose
Lose control again
No one else to blame
Feeling like a feign
To feel something
So am I deranged
If I can't sustain
The things in my brain
Without substance?
In comatose
All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could
Overdose
What's the point in always struggling to feel good?
Dilute my blood
Hollow my lungs
Headless rush
String me along
Why is it wrong
If it feels right?
I will admit
I can't commit
And I'll submit
To drink the shit
Till I feel sick
My own victim
Lose control again
No one else to blame
Feeling like a feign
To feel something
So am I deranged
If I can't sustain
The things in my brain
Without substance?
In comatose
All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could
Overdose
What's the point in always struggling to feel good?
Why am I, paralyzed? Desensitized in my mind
so I
Chase the high, to neutralize, the torment eating away at me
Why
Do I lie
To myself to justify
Every high
Just to satisfy
The itch
Dwell and drown out, the world that I know
I'd trade in my soul for a sense of control
In comatose
All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could
Overdose
What's the point in always struggling to feel good?
Why am I, paralyzed? Desensitized in my mind
so I
Chase the high, to neutralize, the torment eating away at me
No one else to blame
Feeling like a feign
To feel something
So am I deranged
If I can't sustain
The things in my brain
Without substance?
In comatose
All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could
Overdose
What's the point in always struggling to feel good?
Dilute my blood
Hollow my lungs
Headless rush
String me along
Why is it wrong
If it feels right?
I will admit
I can't commit
And I'll submit
To drink the shit
Till I feel sick
My own victim
Lose control again
No one else to blame
Feeling like a feign
To feel something
So am I deranged
If I can't sustain
The things in my brain
Without substance?
In comatose
All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could
Overdose
What's the point in always struggling to feel good?
Why am I, paralyzed? Desensitized in my mind
so I
Chase the high, to neutralize, the torment eating away at me
Why
Do I lie
To myself to justify
Every high
Just to satisfy
The itch
Dwell and drown out, the world that I know
I'd trade in my soul for a sense of control
In comatose
All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could
Overdose
What's the point in always struggling to feel good?
Why am I, paralyzed? Desensitized in my mind
so I
Chase the high, to neutralize, the torment eating away at me
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Hoagland
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