STIMS

Stims
T= 152BPM

VERSE 1/
How do I relax?
How do I make more friends?
How do I appear normal? Loving? Sappy?
Will these boring things make me ignorant and happy?
The responsible monster exiles itself
So you’ll excuse me if I disappear
To escape the narcissistic grip of your head
I ran away into a another narcissist bed

CHORUS 1/
I just wanna wrap my tongue around some…
Stims, Sweet sweet stims
Stims, Sweet sweet stims

VERSE 2/
Sell your ambition for minimum wage,
Get in line so you don’t have to think
Just ‘coz you pay me, don’t mean you own me
…well maybe if you buy me one more drink
I need a condom big enough to fit my whole life
Protecting me from Hell, so I don’t have to feel it
Everything is ok in moderation
Even when you throw it back up and drown in the vomit
I don’t think you got it so I’ll tell you again…

CHORUS 2/
I need stims, sweet sweet stims
I don’t need a lawyer, I need a witch
Who pedals stims, sweet sweet stims
Hype me up, throw me down like a squealing pig

MIDDLE 8
I can’t read your mind, exile or the axe
There is no escape, no rescue route
Hostile words exchanged, infused with war
Trading verbal ammunition for the next shoot out

CHORUS 3/
I need stims, sweet sweet stims
I don’t need a lawyer, I need a witch
Who pedals stims, sweet sweet stims
Hype me up, throw me down like a squealing pig

CHORUS 4/
I don’t want to relax,
I don’t want to be ignorant and happy, I just want
Stims, Sweet sweet stims
I don’t want more leeches masquerading as friends
I’m a button down train wreak burning up for more

Words and Music by Zoog Von Rock © 2019.
Black Pill Red Pill, 2019.
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