Texty:
Sick Shift Drug

Feed me, fix me Please stop the shaking taking over me Please set me free The aching, the yearning Is all that's left of me My blood runs thin Make me

now, all stuffy Seven numbers, told Harve to call Puffy Say they got his man locked down in sick town Gotta get him out, not now but right now Catch him when they shift

is it, 'The Apocalypse', I see the mother ship above the cliff Over Egypt, it made me sea sick, I see the eclipse And the abyss, the night shifts It

's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor spock smokin' Buddha on a train How high? So high that I can kiss the sky How sick? So sick that you can

like you, didn't care if people didn't like you. you wanna bang, I wanna bang too, Skyline Pyrue. You woulda died, I woulda died too. You went to prison, got sick

m sorry ya didn't know this Ha, ya hopeless, also soon to be homeless Ya betta sit back and start taken fuckin' dough to this My dosage, sick like white

ceiling Got me feeling like I'm sick and depressed Cause everybody that I told, they just layed it to rest But now I'm 25 And I'm sick of all the

the lithium deficiency In your brain with pills You're mad all the time Sedated, now you'll be fine Getting stoned, getting stoned 'Cause I'm distorted from taking drugs

it's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor spock smokin buddha on a train HOW HIGH? So high that I can kiss the sky HOW SICK? So sick that you can