Drugs stopped working when I was born
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But all the fairy dust I breathe
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Is doing nothing to relieve
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The strife of broken Autumn leaves in the sand
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I'm still high on the music
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As my inner child cries
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For she may lose it
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And the incense in my eyes
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Can't save the sin between your thighs
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Because you stabbed me with your lies
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You're not the only one that's broken
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Whore, fuck your drugs
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I introduced you anyway
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You're a slave
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Spun undone, I met you in an alleyway
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And I'm never okay
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Cos I'm pretending like I'm keeping it together
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I'm pretending like I'm keeping it together
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My bones are scratched and so forlorn
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And all the Prozac that I take
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Is only lulling me to make up
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This forced smile that is fake for all the doctors
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But I'll get by
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For the music
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Stand as an object
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So they can use it
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So go snort your loved white powder
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I'll just play my music louder
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And get my drugs from the counter at the pharmacy
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Whore, fuck your drugs
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I introduced you anyway
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You're a slave
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Spun undone, I met you in an alleyway
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And I'm never okay
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Cos I'm pretending like I'm keeping it together
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Oh, I'm pretending like I'm keeping it together
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Oh, I'm pretending like I'm keeping it together
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Oh, I'm pretending like I'm keeping it together
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And they'll never know
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Keeping It Together
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Katy Rose |