The Pharmacist

The Pharmacist - Paint It Black

The medicine cabinet's empty

There's nothing for my head

Inside I'm made of concrete

My eyelids feel like lead

I'm feeling for pulse but it's no use

My head was screwed on tight

Now it's coming loose

I've been to the bottom

Of a bottle or two

I've been to the bottom of a bottle or two

I've been to the bottom of

I've been to the bottom of a bottle or two

That sh*t just kept me down

I've been to the bottom of a bottle or two

That sh*t just kept me down

I'm sick of shortcuts

That leave me on the f**king ground