Rolling. Tripping. Baked. Wasted.
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends.
When you've been on all day you get this weird dry mouth going that makes you want to drink all night. And when it's gone, it's all gone, and everything you used her to keep away comes rushing back to get you. Nothing's cured; nothing's disappeared. The world slows, and the mud gathers around your legs again, keeping you from moving forward at all.
She doesn't call. She doesn't flirt. She just knows you'll come back. No matter what.
Break the blister. Find the center.
Climb on the dragon's back; let the motherfucker burn.
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie....
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends.
When you've been on all day you get this weird dry mouth going that makes you want to drink all night. And when it's gone, it's all gone, and everything you used her to keep away comes rushing back to get you. Nothing's cured; nothing's disappeared. The world slows, and the mud gathers around your legs again, keeping you from moving forward at all.
She doesn't call. She doesn't flirt. She just knows you'll come back. No matter what.
Break the blister. Find the center.
Climb on the dragon's back; let the motherfucker burn.
- Dayquil.