Dinner`s For Suckers — текст песни (None More Black)

Stop.
Drop the medicine.
I don`t feel normal.
I never did.
Room start spinning.
Make boredem useful and back again.
Come home to fucked to know what side`s up.
Side`s down.
My senses stayed for another round.
Don`t feel the set up.
Don`t feel the sting.
Only feel the fatique where the body used to break.
I want more.
Wake up hardly remembering,
but sofly knowing that I was king.
Short lived.
Could be imagining that things were simple,
but easily I wake up not knowing what`s up or went down.
Face flush.
Amnesia sucks.
Just one more time.