Lyrics

I’ll give you back the gun if you gimme me that pill

Quiet all that buzzing in my head
Thoughts are rolling by like credits on a film
Guess I’ll feel more rested when I’m dead
Bury all the trembles and the shaking and the hyperventilation

So gimme gimme gimme that pill
Chase it with some vodka when I put you in my will
All quiet now in no man’s land so run me up that hill
I’ll give you back the gun if you gimme that pill

So you think it makes me want to cry
Music sets the mood but my broken heart is numb
Guess someone will fix it when I die
Put fire to what’s left of me and feed my ashes to the trees

Heart racing through hairpins and needles
Chest tight chest tight
Sweat bullets and feeling so feeble
All right all right