Spend half the day asleep and half the day awake

Never knowing if I'm psychotic or it's just the drugs I take

Will this ever turn around, will I ever be ok

How many pills do I have to pop to cure me of this ache

Spend half the day asleep and half the day awake

Never knowing if I'm psychotic or it's just the drugs I take

Will this ever turn around, will I ever be ok

How many pills do I have to pop to cure me of this ache

Spend every evening wishing that I could escape from my mind

Do I really think that a few more lines will help me out this time

Feeling lost and alone with all these faces around me

Leaves me wondering how them on the street all look so fucking happy

Spend half the day asleep, and half the day awake

Never knowing if I'm psychotic, or it's just the drugs I take

Will this ever turn around, will I ever be ok

How many pills do I have to pop to cure me of this ache

Spend half the day asleep and half the day awake

Never knowing if I'm psychotic or it's just the drugs I take

Will this ever turn around, will I ever be ok

How many pills do I have to pop to cure me of this ache