Drift

Gimme chemicals, gimme chemicals

I need more chemicals, more chemicals

Graffiti wisdom written on the wall

Quote of the decade, on the bathroom stall

Your gonna let me forget who we are your gonna get me back to the start

Over the music, time talks fast, can't even count back to how long it lasts

Retina contracts, steps stop in their tracks

Wine white like water, our false relax

Moving like chemicals, on the floor, almost mechanical, we’re after more

Stay disconnected, the same as before feeling defected, revolving doors

So please gimme something to sleep at night and some for later, to kill the light

Then gimme something to feel the same

And some more chemicals to not feel ashamed

Gimme chemicals, gimme chemicals

Please gimme something to kill the pain then gimme chemicals to feel again

Every news story writing the same vague international cold bloody game

Prescribe me some glasses to block the sights of rapists and killers and religious fights

They’re throwing their chemicals into the fires, those fucking fanatical chronicled liars

And walk through sad forests, they're burning down

Can't breathe anymore from our dusty ground

Cuz we're killing everything, to feed the towns

Word on the street, we lost what we found

So what is an animal waiting in line?

Filled up with chemicals, doing hard time

They see what they're in for, it’s crystalline

Habitual killers, so genuine

So who are the villains or who should be?

Don't know anymore what I should believe

I'm losing a line through reality, they're changing the words just to match the scene

Gimme chemicals, gimme chemicals