paroles de chanson Rehab - Pyrophoria

I don't have an emergency contact anymore
Straight jacket, recovery, fell through the trapdoor
Three steps forward, two feet out the door
The countdown goes from 3 to 4
Working 9 to 5, the rest on the floor
I am dying to know if they have even kept score

I am screaming about drowning on shore
I am dreaming about drinking like before
You can't keep me down at the core
I don't want to be fine; I want to be more
I want to be high to make up for the storm
Stopped taking my meds 'cause I know what they're for

I want to be high to make up for the storm
Stopped taking my meds 'cause I know what they're for