Well, she found me at the rock gig
Licking my wounds from the mosh pit
In my black suit and my black shades
In a blackout, sitting backstage
It was always her suspicion
That I’d been off the prescription
Trade addiction for addiction
And you’ll forget just what you’re kicking
Madam, please do not detest me
But I need to bow out gracefully
Don’t have a clue what they’re giving me
But when I told you I’m in love
I was still tripping on the drugs
Take a bullet for the movement
Drink the Kook-Aid, cue the music
I don’t even like this tune, but
I’m used to it
Collapse the synapse and open the veins
Inject the serum and pray that you change
I love myself, but I’ve got terrible taste
If only I could behave…
You could say we’ve lost our minds
All our friends are getting high
credits
from Precariously Arranged,
released February 3, 2019
Music and lyrics by John Norwood
Arrangement by Upstate Escape
Engineering/Mixing by Milton Georges (Hot Pump Studios) and John Norwood
Mastering by LANDR
John Norwood - Vocals / Guitar / Bass
Bryan Schwenk - Drums
Milton Georges - Additional Vocals
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