I've got a couple of tablets knocking around the pit of my pocket
They help me speak
They help me see straight
I've got an awful feeling in the pit of my stomach
And I can't speak
I can't see straight
I keep staring at the space you used to take up
Don't wanna eat
Just give me coffee and codeine
I want to lay down on the floor
And when I sleep
Don't wanna recall my dreams
I want to lay down
I want to lay down
I've got a crick in my neck
From looking up all these painful metaphors
They don't help me see
They don't make me feel great
Pick me up and throw me down, I'vе got nothing left here
And I'm coming up
I'm coming up
And I keep staring at thе things that used to make me happy
And I keep staring at the place you used to be
Don't wanna eat
Just give me coffee and codeine
I want to lay down on the floor
And when I sleep
Don't wanna recall my dreams
I want to lay down
I want to lay down
Don't wanna eat
Just give me coffee and codeine
I want to lay down on the floor
And when I sleep
Don't wanna recall my dreams
I want to lay down
I want to lay down