Off The Drugs
Worshipped and dead like the snakes in my head
I've lost all damned hope for you
And a minute wouldn't pass where you wouldn't kick my ass
As the words you spoke float through homebrew
Daisy's will float down the river Roanoke
With the bodies of those I have lost
Ribbons and lights, the burn of a neon light
As the pain of my life is more of a cost
Limb by limb I can see all I was meant to be
Losing myself to the sound
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
To talk to the screen, I was destined to dream
Of a Christmas that I'd feel your hands
But I was wrong again with the morning sick sin
Of the come down of shame from the kin
Limb by limb I can see all I was meant to be
Losing myself to the sound
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
Message will come to your dad and your mum
One last high was all you could do
A FM dial dream she was destined to scream
For the man who lives way past the moon
Limb by limb I can see all I was meant to be
Losing myself to the sound
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
I've lost all damned hope for you
And a minute wouldn't pass where you wouldn't kick my ass
As the words you spoke float through homebrew
Daisy's will float down the river Roanoke
With the bodies of those I have lost
Ribbons and lights, the burn of a neon light
As the pain of my life is more of a cost
Limb by limb I can see all I was meant to be
Losing myself to the sound
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
To talk to the screen, I was destined to dream
Of a Christmas that I'd feel your hands
But I was wrong again with the morning sick sin
Of the come down of shame from the kin
Limb by limb I can see all I was meant to be
Losing myself to the sound
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
Message will come to your dad and your mum
One last high was all you could do
A FM dial dream she was destined to scream
For the man who lives way past the moon
Limb by limb I can see all I was meant to be
Losing myself to the sound
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
Hopeless in ways I can count all the days
That I prayed that you were off the drugs
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Writer(s): Wade Forster
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