Drop

written by Justin F.

I touch the tongue to see

A devil's face in front of me

You blow your nose and cry

The clown demands a sad good-bye

A sad good-bye

Black below the tree

White horses dead in front of me

A scar below the cheek

There's a sweaty man in a bloody sink

It's just a trip not a way to ease your pain

Self-help...Tell another shrink the same damn thing

Stay cool, everything is going to be okay

Until you decide to drop again

A blue jean girl to be

Sweaty man is behind the trees

The flip side of sanity is the game

Fourteen million miles away from sane

A dark man in the restroom window pane

Whose words just pour out human pain

It's just a trip not away to ease your pain

Self-help...Tell another shrink the same damn thing

Stay cool, everything is going to be okay

Until you decide to drop again

Until you decide to drop again

Now, I'm so high, so high