Saturday Nights Taking Hits Listening to Narco Debut and Thinking of you
Concomitant treatments
And with a medal of honor in pill Russian roulette,
I’m likely to believe it
The problem is
You say everything with confidence
So I’m likely to believe it
You already said you think about me when you wake up
So i’m likely to depend on it
It’s sick and twisted but in all the best ways
A brush with death you didn’t know that you were looking for
Attaching heart strings to boulten boards
Leave me alone with my open heart surgery
or leave me something to savor
The drills on your hands that disguise themselves as fingers,
Are so dangerous to the touch, i’ll have to sign a waiver
Look at me like that again, and I’ll give you something to sever
I said we’d wait until tomorrow, but I should’ve known you’re too clever for that
You must've ripped out my spine
Cause I haven't fended for myself in months!
You must've ripped out my spine
Cause I can't muster more than a gesture
Out of the frayness of my presumptuous throat
And I'm looking at my notes!
I'm stuck on this puzzle that is the last letter you wrote
The problem is
You think about me when you wake up,
You say everything with confidence
And you're an abundance of cleverness,
So I'm likely to depend on it
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