Highly Suspect
Run For Your Death (More Pills)
[Intro]
It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go I see your face
It's cool, I'm dead
More pills, more pills
More pills, more pills
It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go I see your face
[Chorus]
What's happening, what is this awful place?
Where's the drain?
I'm slowly rolling in and out of faith
[Verse 1]
Oh no
I think I'm gonna fucking let go
Overloaded, color-coded
But nothing ever came back into focus
You found a new obsession
So, here's my confession to you, baby boo
From my point of view, we were a Catch-22
[Pre-Chorus]
It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go I see your face
It's cool, I'm dead
More pills, more pills
More pills, more pills
It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go
I just want to escape
[Chorus]
What's happening, what is this awful taste?
I'm insane
Please knock me out with high-test benzocaine
[Verse 2]
Oh yes!
I think I'm just a little bit possessed
It's a big day when the king lays dead
From a supersonic missile to the chest
And I gave it all I had
Which wasn't exactly my best
(Let's make a mess)
I can never regret all the things I forget
[Pre-Chorus]
It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go I see your face
It's cool, I'm dead
More pills
More pills
More pills
More pills
More!
[Bridge]
Hate!
Hate!
More hate!
[Outro]
Slowly rolling in and out of (hate!)
Slowly rolling in and out of (hate!)
Slowly rolling in and out of (hate!)
Slowly rolling in and out of