I don't wanna smoke what you are smoking, laid out there and unaware
All the good girls they run away, get your head filled up with plasticine
So tell me my rights when I'm under arrest, I'm blacked out stupid and out on bail
I stained my mind with chemicals, so I'm way more happy and less obscene
Oh hey doctor please, I'm slipping deep
Now you're making a scene
Now I'm panicking
Chugging turpentine
Now I'm making a scene
I ain't got money and I ain't got time, to f*ck around quite like this
And all the good times just float away, to come back down and laugh in my face
So fill me back up when I'm running low, snuff the guns and burn the load
Dim the lights and burn the coal, you said goodbye but I'm saying hello
Oh hey doctor, I'm slipping deep
Now you're making a scene
Now I'm panicking
Chugging turpentine
Now I'm making a scene
Woo