Pills roll from the bottle straight into my mouth
And i know that it makes you sick
Liquids going down my throat, heading south
And i know that you hate this shit

I dont know what to say
Everything around me’s grey
Everyone just looks the same
Nobody knows my name

I dont know how to feel
Not sure whats fake or real
Can't go to sleep at night
Without injesting pills inside

And i dont know why im so
Reliant on things in bottles
But i know if i dont take a substance
Then i’ll feel awful