back i'll hang myself upside down to turn the world slowly around i'm already tall gravity will stretch i have to hear it loud to turn my inside out black flat pill therapy i will blow my mind without a gun i sleep all day long who needs the sun i'll find old fingerprints she's like a diary from a to b she's my therapy i can't live without i guess it's addiction i'll spend my last dime to buy your time clean up the needle to feel you clear to shoot the drug straight to my ear