Drugs - Adam jensen

Her heart is plastic

Only says she loves me

When we’re dropping acid

Her love is tragic

It’s right in front of me

But I could never have it

She moves in black and white

Singing me silent lullabies

With her hands in my sleeves

Cinnamon skies fall at our feet

We are high enough

Searching for a rush

We don’t need 'em

But we still take drugs

Fire in our blood

Madness in our lungs

We don’t need 'em

But we still take drugs

Down in the basement

Smoking clouds and flying

Higher than the spacemen

Her meditation

She calls it holy

But I call it medication

She moves in black and white

Singing me silent lullabies

With her hands in my sleeves

Cinnamon skies fall at our feet

We are high enough

Searching for a rush

We don’t need 'em

But we still take drugs

Fire in our blood

Madness in our lungs

We don’t need 'em

But we still take drugs

My thoughts begin to race

That’s when I know

She’s swimming through my veins

She moves without a trace

And leaves me with a smile on my face

We are high enough

Searching for a rush

We don’t need 'em

But we still take drugs

Fire in our blood

Madness in our lungs

We don’t need 'em

But we still take drugs

Uh, that can’t be it, uh

Oh, oh, it’s givin' way, it’s givin' way…

Still take drugs

Still take drugs