Текст песни The Pill - Atmosphere
The
pill
Fuck
it,
swallow
it
I
stopped
reading
the
paper
and
quit
watching
the
news
I
don't
answer
the
phone
and
I'm
not
paying
the
dues
I
pace
my
steps
to
match
the
speed
of
my
breathing
Place
my
bets
and
keep
my
feet
up
on
the
ceiling
Waiting
for
the
stop
sign
to
turn
green
I
ain't
got
time
to
learn
the
hard
way
I
gave
candy
to
the
babies,
kisses
to
the
ladies
And
charisma
to
the
kids
playing
down
at
the
arcade
Partake
in
my
"think
straight"
type
advice
Bake
the
cake
and
stick
your
face
into
the
frosting
Take
a
break
from
all
the
aches
and
strifes
Since
pain
is
just
another
stain
on
the
box
springs
Sometimes
I
sit
outside
and
watch
the
people
walk
by
Try
to
understand
why
they
don't
fly
In
other
days,
I
lock
myself
in
my
room
Let
the
four
corners
close
in
'til
I'm
consumed
There
ain't
a
whole
lot
of
continuity
And
all
I
want
is
what
I
already
gave
up
I
give
advice
that
I
don't
follow
cuz
it's
twice
as
hard
to
swallow
When
you
know
precisely
what
the
pill
is
made
of
Альбом
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1 Sad Clown
2 Body Pillow
3 The Pill
4 Running With Scissors
5 Fashion Magazine
6 The Wind
7 Hungry Fuck
8 Hells Playground
9 The Ocean
10 When It Breaks
11 Inside Outsider
12 The River
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