Allday - Miligrams lyrics

(feat. Stax Osset) [Stax Osset:] I need to feel it It takes a lot to get me high these days In minute When it kicks in And the milligrams in my blood stream Simmer out I wanted to make a party jam For the girls with a tan and no underpants Those type of girls say hey to me And I look vacantly Then don’t say anything they end up f**ing my friends And that's okay with me Coz I don’t connect I mean I used to have her angel wings To take me to safety, inject me with her pain relief And waited patiently for me to come off tour and maybe eat At one of the places we would frequent We laugh and say some things Like remember when we said we’d share children How laughable we piss on the grave of these dead feelings Deeply connected But so out of love regret revealing Its ugly head Next to her beautiful one I guess I'm tripping Drugs are setting in, ejected sitting from the jet that's headed inland To domestic bliss living arrangement I can tell is prison My parent evidence it ends in tears, my premonition Or worse still blank faces and hearts that forget their mission I'm dippin' [Stax Osset:] I need to feel it It takes a lot to get me high these days In minute When it kicks in And the milligrams in my blood stream Simmer out It's hard to lose the feeling and get it back But once you lose the feeling its never back Am I hypnotizing to you When I sit here lying to you When I think of time spent with you I’m sick Try not to spew I’m not sympathizing with you, I’m misguided and putrid I’m sick, tired and confused I’m a little like you are Just different kinds of abused I miss vibing with you, drinking wine and a some juice Our fickle minds interwined And I do not regret it Falling for these girls I hate Even I applaud my method Points awarded for effort Right before I saw your message If I’d not bothered to check it, when I didn't want your presence If I never saw you again I mean I’m just being condescending The way I talk to you, lets be honest what’s the ending This isn’t Hollywood Although I was just on the strip Pa**ed out at 10pm, with cheap rum in my grip In a rented suburban dreaming of her s**ing my dick My favourite memory is no longer real Nothing much is [Stax Osset:] I need to feel it It takes a lot to get me high these days In minute When it kicks in And the milligrams in my blood stream Simmer out (three pills and I'm running out real soon) It's hard to lose the feeling and get it back (three pills and you know I'm out widoo widoo) (three pills and I'm running out real soon) But once you lose the feeling its never back (three pills and you know I'm out widoo widoo)