What's Drugs Gotta Do With It?

Lay low way low maybe you can get yourself a halo

Lay low way low maybe you can get yourself a halo

Lay low way low maybe you can get yourself a halo

Would you like to sip up on some potion

This life make sense like staring at the cold sun

She'd swim a thousand miles through the ocean

To touch it once again upon my her warm tongue

What's love got to do with it

What's drugs got to do with it

What's love got to do with it

What's drugs got to do with it

When we were young

From which we come

Waking to different suns

Breathing with brand new lungs

Dark side of the moon

Strewn from the cacoon

Mama's out there dreaming

Maybe she'll be home soon

Never made it home

Left me all alone

Was the man of the kingdom

Sitting on the thrown

From which someone had thrown

In the dumpster by the alley where the food came from

These dumpster divers and old Macgyvers are taking apart my radio like they know science

Picking there faces and making me macaroni but I was so young lonely that I could only be silent

Knowing that all this pressure builds up and turns in to violence

Made me so defiant

Raised me to never rely on anybody but me myself and I

And I'm so reliant on me and the silver lining you'll see

Is I never did those drugs because they only left me crying for she

Would like to sip up on some potion

This life make sense like staring at the cold sun

He'd swim a thousand miles through the ocean

To touch it once again upon his warm tongue

What's love got to do with it

What's drugs got to do with it

What's love got to do with it

What's drugs got to do with it

Am I my brothers keeper

Because he became a Tweaker

Heads was in the clouds ears was glued to speakers

But we made a promise never do what mom is

Now his daughters feeling the exact same way that I was

Such a viscous circle of certain circumstances

Supposed to give our children prospects of perfect chances

Instead of sirens from police and ambulances

I'd liked click my heals Dorothy but this ain't Kansas

Apples don't seem to fall to far from wilted branches

Here I'm childless at 40

Because I won't pass this

Genetic crisis

Pathetic cypress

Family tree that can't reach the kingdom

Eternal lifeless

This just how life is

Shit I can't write this

I tried to fight this

Spent time to hide this

To the world a bird that's flightless

And I righteous repeat I ain't righteous

But believe a wholesome childhood is fucking priceless

Would like to sip up on some potion

This life make sense like staring at the cold sun

She'd swim a thousand miles through the ocean

To pick drugs once again over her own son

What's love got to do with it

What's drugs got to do with it

What's love got to do with it

What's drugs got to do with it