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How do I relax?
How do I make more friends?
How do I appear to be normal, loving, sappy?
Will these boring things make me ignorant and happy?
The responsible monster exiles itself
So you'll excuse me if I disappear
To escape the narcissistic grip of your head
I ran away into another narcissist bed
I just wanna wrap my tongue around some
Stims, sweet sweet stims
Stims, sweet sweet stims
Sell your ambition for minimum wage
Get in line so you don't have to think
Just 'cause you pay me don't mean you own me
Well, maybe if you buy me one more drink
I need a condom big enough to fit my whole life
Protecting me from Hell so I don't have to feel it
Everything is okay in moderation
Even when you throw it back up and drown in the vomit
I don't think you got it so I'll tell you again
I need stims, sweet sweet stims
I don't need a lawyer, I need a witch
Who pedals stims, sweet sweet stims
Hype me up, throw me down like a squealing pig
I can't read your mind, exile or axe
There is no escape, no rescue route
Hostile words exchanged, infused with war
Trading verbal ammunition for the next shoot-out
I need stims, sweet sweet stims
I don't need a lawyer, I need a witch
Who pedals stims, sweet sweet stims
Hype me up, throw me down like a squealing pig
I need stims, sweet sweet stims
I don't need a lawyer, I need a witch
Who pedals stims, sweet sweet stims
Hype me up, throw me down like a squealing pig
I don't want to relax
I don't want to be ignorant and happy, I just want
Stims, sweet sweet stims
I don't want more leeches masquerading as friends
I'm a button-down train wreck burning up for more
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