Pills, Pills, Pills, Pills,
these are the ones that help me through.
through the bad,
and make it all good.
They take me to a better place,
and sometimes the hospital.
But I could care less,
I'll take the whole damn bottle.
Handful down my throat,
chased with some vodka.
All of these pain killers,
I have alot of.
Anyone can find these same exact pills,
but theyre special to me.
But sometimes they put in a place,
where I dont want to be.
But the high is great,
and I love it so.
They bring me up,
and I never feel low. |
