Nothing that I take has the least effect
Or at least it hasn't, yet
Everything I taste
Only tastes like my mouth, to me
Can't I catch a break?
Can you please just let me breathe in what you sweat?
That's the only way I think I can feel anything
Or, at least that's my theory
You're a fuse that I'd like to light
And I'd truly be gratified
With your contact high
I reboot and my mind's rewired
Somehow you bring me back to life
With your contact high
I can't say what it is
Am I bored or this full-blown anomie?
By any measurement, this isn't where I'd like to be
Well, let me tell you this:
You're the only source of light that I can see,
And just a drop of it would chemically enliven me
This is getting pretty frightening
(Whatever you give is what I'll be taking)
Maybe it's too late to learn
Maybe I just wait my turn
Maybe I should take my mind off things, for once
Maybe that's the way this works
Maybe I just made it worse
Maybe I should take my mind of things, for once