Текст песни Drugs - Rare Americans

It's the time of year you wonder, why anyone lives here
In the land of headlights, wakes up like any other deer
Takes a look around, checks if the coast is clear
Swallows a handful, compartment in the mirror

Succumbed to the bitterness, feeling sick as Varg Vikernes
Easier smoking, and he wore his gloves fingerless
Like any other morn', Craig adorned his jean jacket
Didn't see the storm, or what that Corey was packin'

You're curious about drugs
And then you try 'em
Men are not punished for
Their sins but by 'em

Some days I just need 'em
Some days I just need 'em to feel somethin'
I just need 'em to feel somethin'

Craig got himself into some heavy debt, man
Habit outgrew mom's disability checks and
Sammy told him, "Monday at the latest, you fat fuck"
That shit made him push his luck, thought it was a bluff

Slogging to school, headphones on, he's jamming to The Damned
No way he knew that morning, what Sam had gone and planned
He was acting funny since he caught old Abe and his mom
Bought him a couple CD's, High Standard and Frenzal Rhomb

Curious about drugs
And then you try 'em
Men are not punished for
Their sins but by 'em

Like a k-, some days I just need 'em
Some days I just need 'em to feel somethin'
I just need 'em to feel somethin'
I just need 'em to feel somethin'

(Sing it with me)
Like a candle burning in the dead of the dark
It's pain that penetrates the heart
Like a candle burning in the dead of the dark
It's pain that penetrates the heart
It's pain that penetrates the heart

Some days I just need 'em
Some days I just need 'em to feel somethin'
I just need 'em to feel somethin'
I just need 'em to feel somethin'