Aaron Powell - Tolerance lyrics

I built up a tolerance To being this way I've been chasing dragons for the race Hunting for something I'll never attain I built up a tolerance To coming back home Hearing voices coming from the walls Bags packed just no where to get off I built up a tolerance To holding my breath I got a pain I think I wanna forget Fifteen dollars gets you where it gets I built up a tolerance To things that I miss See you lying face down on the bed Oil paint like blood on your hands Oh God is that really all we'll know I don't want us both to die alone Oh God is that really all we'll know Poltergeists knocking at our door