Highly Suspect - Run For Your Death (More Pills) Lyrics

It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go, I see your face
It's cool, I'm dead
More pills, more pills
More pills, more pills
It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go, I see your face

What's happening?
What is this awful place?
Where's the drain?
I'm slowly rolling in and out of faith

Oh, no
I think I'm gonna f*ckin' let go
Overloaded, color coded
But nothing ever came back into focus
You found a new obsession
So here's my confession to you, baby blue
From my point of view
We were a catch twenty-two

It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go, I see your face
It's cool, I'm dead
More pills, more pills
More pills, more pills
It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go
I just want to escape

What's happening?
What is this awful taste?
I'm insane
Please knock me out with high test benzocaine

Oh, yes
I think I'm just a little bit possessed
It's a big day when the king lays dead
From a supersonic missile to the chest
And I gave it all I had
Which wasn't exactly my best
Let's make a mess
I can never regret all the things I forget

It's cold and dark
And everywhere I go, I see your face
It's cool, I'm dead
More pills

More pills, more pills, more pills
More, hate, hate, more hate

Slowly rolling in and out of hate
Slowly rolling in and out of hate
Slowly rolling in and out of hate
Slowly rolling in and out of