God and Drugs
The Classic Crime - 《The Silver Cord》
I've scraped the glass for crumbs
and asked the mirror for some truth
I've loaded my body with chemicals
'Cause retribution's coming for the years of this abuse
And I can't get away and still I can't get close enough to you
You won't go away but every hit is just a taste
Something scares me in this place I self-destruct for days
It's a constant reminder of what I can and cannot have
The smell the taste it's all just fake the truth is what I lack
so I will keep on running and keep my head above the ground
and I will look for you in places you cannot be found
You won't go away but every hit is just a taste
You won't go away still I've been gone for days
it's true that I look elsewhere for you