PILLS

it's all my fault, and that's stuck in my head
i'll regret this shit, all the tings that i've said.
stuck in detention, i'm missing my bed.

i'm wanting these PILLS
i'm craving these PILLS
i'm snorting these PILLS
i'm popping these PILLS

that's what's on my mind, nothing but PILLS
don't have enough money to pay these bills.
all of it's gone, cuz i'm spending it on PILLS.
crawling over my fucking emotional hills.

now there's something else on my mind.
it's this boy but he's not kind.
i wrote him a letter when i was in juvie.
he wrote me back but never gave it to me.

i want to hear what he had to say.
i want to see if he said sorry.
i want to see what he thought about me

i remember sitting in class,
in juvie, a pain in the ass.
we listened to bob marley and some country.

but right now it's weird, i want to go back.
maybe in that school i could pick up my slack.

i would go crazy without my PILLS
i would go insane, need to get my fill.
looking at it, staring, i'll pop this white PILL.

Hydro 10
i feel great
i'm high, not faint.
i see on more, and another pill i take.

it is tricking me, this feeling was fake.
now i feel like shit
i threw up, god, quit.
i dont want to pop these. i need a fuckin hit.
but the next day my cravings are back
and i want to pop these PILLS
so i bought a whole sack.