Forty pills
My head is numb
Smoke between my finger and thumb
I'm on a curb outside a store
Or sitting outside of your door
I'll get groceries on Mondays to keep myself alive
You tell me get off the drugs so you won't see me die
All alone
You say I'm not
A cheap rush is all I got
I'm in a bed but it's not mine
I feel everything but fine
I'll get groceries on Mondays to keep myself alive
You tell me get off the drugs so you won't see me die
Leave me to die
I've got high eyes
Leave me to fry
Me and my high eyes
Leave me to fry
Leave me to fry
Leave me to fry
Me and my high eyes