When You Scream My Name
Four pills line the counter, cold and pasty blue
Something pushed you, something scared you
Life handed you a shovel, told you to dig deep
With all your pills then lay yourself down to sleep
I was screaming for you, I was crying for you
If I wake up in the morning and don’t know what to do..
Fear makes me, am I running out of options
Moving too fast forward, head on collisions
They strapped me in a jacket, you’ve broken me
Who would have thought this is the taste of insanity?
Did they taste good on the way down I wonder?
As the anesthetics took you under?
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