| Everyday I wake up and grab myself a handful of pills
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| What’s the point, I only sleep when I am high
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| Can’t deal with reality, society has got me down in my mind
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| What’s the use?
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| A little Xanax will make it, make it feel all right
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| I’m a pill head, drifting through the universe
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| See my soul get burnt in the sun
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| Every time i face the truth, I need to hide inside my little pill
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| Out of sight, and out of mind, out of place inside this world
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| Never quite made the grade, never really made any friends
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| What’s the use?
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| A little Valium will make me, make me dream all night
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| I’m a pill head, drifting through the universe
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| See my soul get burnt in the sun
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| Won’t you take a ride with me
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| We’ll take my special rocket ship and fly
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| When we get high
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| Another day has gone by and I try to get away from here again
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| An introvert, and these 4 walls have become my only friends
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| Can’t deal with suicide, can you help me to try to die tonight
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| What’s the use?
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| A little Codeine will help me, get me high inside
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| I’m a pill head, drifting through the universe
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| See my soul get burnt in the sun
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| I gotta run, I gotta run
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| Like a rabbit from a gun
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| I’ve got to run away into the sun |