Cheshire Cate

It's been a while since I used to blow adderall All the peaks, the troughs, and the falls Eight days a week when all I did was ball Snow still on Molly's shirt from when she hit the stall Damn she did it all She does it all And how the hell will I pace the shots, my heart's rate, when she's in the briefcase Now I'm lookin' around for something to chase And how fucked is my luck, that I picked the lame duck, the one who's a drug suck Hooverin my yay straight by the truck She turns me on, but my mind turns off Yeah she turns me on, but my mind turns off Damn that hit me like a freight train dropped out of an aeroplane am I still sane? The third eye is blinded, Nirvana is now They got you hooked up to the plough At your beck and call, you're the sacred cow But I see your con, mind turned off Turn me on, my mind turns off Turn me on, my head turns off When turned on, my head turns off