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Pills Video (MV)




Performed By: First Avenue
Length: 4:01
Written by: Emma Maguire




First Avenue - Pills Lyrics




Throwing you to the curb
Kicking your heart out of a yellow taxi cab
Like the yellow raincoat that I wear upon my back
Oh
Oh
Oh

Don't touch me now I'm too damaging
I'll rip you to shreds you're too close to leave
But the notion is reciprocal and you feel like sandpaper

So why did I think this would work
And how did I think it wouldn't hurt
You were just what the doctor ordered
Poppin' pills of imaginary love

A tightening feeling comes slowly upon me
Telling me what the hell have you gone and done
Racing through memories and photos of love
Oh
Oh
Oh
Never mind at all

Don't touch me now I'm too damaging
I'll rip you to shreds you're too close to leave
But the notion is reciprocal and you feel like sandpaper

So why did I think this would work
And how did I think it wouldn't hurt
You were just what the doctor ordered
Poppin' pills of imaginary love (Never mind at all)
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Throwing you to the curb
Kicking your heart out of a yellow taxi cab
Like the yellow raincoat that I wear upon my back
Oh
Oh
Oh

Don't touch me now I'm too damaging
I'll rip you to shreds you're too close to leave
But the notion is reciprocal and you feel like sandpaper

So why did I think this would work
And how did I think it wouldn't hurt
You were just what the doctor ordered
Poppin' pills of imaginary love

A tightening feeling comes slowly upon me
Telling me what the hell have you gone and done
Racing through memories and photos of love
Oh
Oh
Oh
Never mind at all

Don't touch me now I'm too damaging
I'll rip you to shreds you're too close to leave
But the notion is reciprocal and you feel like sandpaper

So why did I think this would work
And how did I think it wouldn't hurt
You were just what the doctor ordered
Poppin' pills of imaginary love (Never mind at all)
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Writer: Emma Maguire
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