Drift

Gimme chemicals, gimme chemicals
I need more chemicals, more chemicals
Graffiti wisdom written on the wall
Quote of the decade, on the bathroom stall
Your gonna let me forget who we are your gonna get me back to the start

Over the music, time talks fast, can't even count back to how long it lasts
Retina contracts, steps stop in their tracks
Wine white like water, our false relax
Moving like chemicals, on the floor, almost mechanical, we’re after more

Stay disconnected, the same as before feeling defected, revolving doors
So please gimme something to sleep at night and some for later, to kill the light
Then gimme something to feel the same
And some more chemicals to not feel ashamed
Gimme chemicals, gimme chemicals

Please gimme something to kill the pain then gimme chemicals to feel again
Every news story writing the same vague international cold bloody game
Prescribe me some glasses to block the sights of rapists and killers and religious fights
They’re throwing their chemicals into the fires, those fucking fanatical chronicled liars
And walk through sad forests, they're burning down
Can't breathe anymore from our dusty ground
Cuz we're killing everything, to feed the towns

Word on the street, we lost what we found
So what is an animal waiting in line?
Filled up with chemicals, doing hard time
They see what they're in for, it’s crystalline
Habitual killers, so genuine

So who are the villains or who should be?
Don't know anymore what I should believe
I'm losing a line through reality, they're changing the words just to match the scene
Gimme chemicals, gimme chemicals