Little Blue Pills (Collaboration with jeffmunoz1989)

White emptiness.
All noise fades away.
Fuzzy vision;
our eyes bleed into popular culture
driven into us.

Brain pulsating like a
wave washing in and out of the shore.
Our fingers tap to the rhythm
set forth by a dictatorship government.

Every morning they slide so easily
down closed throats
and poison the stomachs of innocent bystanders.
Dissolving into putrid acid coursing
through the veins of those sucked deep
into the lies fed through plastic tubes
into our unsuspecting brains.

Memories soften at the edges leaving
holes where politicians  fill them with
falsifications of change.
Reality turns into fantasy,
fantasy turns to reality.

Those pills are our demise,
those pills are our lifelines.


I popped open the pills
now i'm running up hills,
Taking my saving can't pay my bills.
I hear voices calling for me
the whispers become echos
I'm lying in my own shadow
my mind must be tripping
because I feel my time is slipping.
Everyone is laughing pointing at me
who were they wanting me to be?
The high way too strong,
my mood changed now we don't get along.
I use to be able to write songs,
now I'm just trying to hit bongs.
I've never been the type to grip
I've never been an addict.
Now it's like I can't quit
even if my life depended on it.
I took one hit now I'm done
I got to have those little blue pills.
If I die you better hope you're in my will
cause this is something I can't let go.
I'll die high or die trying
taking those little blue pills.