Friiiisky Nina

Lying here on the floor where you left me I think I took too much I'm crying here, what have you done? I thought it would be fun I can't stay on your life support There's a shortage in the switch I can't stay on your morphine 'Cause it's making me itch I said I tried to call the nurse again But she's being a little bitch I think I'll get out of here where I can run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear You're just like a pill 'Stead of making me better You keep making me ill I haven't moved from the spot where you left me It must be a bad trip All of the other pills, they were different Maybe I should get some help