Texty: The Crystal Method. Divided by Night. Come Back Clean.

In the taxi, spit the bad seed
Spit the bad seed, he came out to testify
Rip the black jean with his gold teeth
In the back seat, he came out to testify

I'm not a follower, don't want to follow her
Don't want a piece of the pie
Where I land I don't care, I don't need a plan
One night at a time

Who kicks open every door lately?
He can't stop, he can't stop fighting
Who says, I won't leave 'til you make me?
He can't stop, he can't stop losing a round

Looks like me, dressed like me
Just like me
Looks like me, dressed like me
Just like me

In the back seat of the taxi, he came out to testify
In the back seat of the taxi, kept saying, "Who am I?"
In the back seat of the taxi, he came out to testify
In the back seat of the taxi, said not to move, he's fine

Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with bugs for your bad dreams

I'm gonna hold my breath till you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath till you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath till you come back clean
Gonna hold my breath till you come back clean

In the taxi, spit the bad seed
Spit the bad seed
Rip the black jean with his gold teeth
In the back seat
Make it up

Hold my breath
Make it up, make it up, make it up, make it up

Where I land, I don't care, I don't need a plan
Where I land, I don't care, I don't need a plan
Where I land, I don't care, I don't need a plan
Where I land, I don't care, I don't need a plan
I don't give a damn, I don't need a plan
I don't give a damn

Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with bugs for your bad dreams

Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Come back to us when you come clean
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Don't play with bugs for your bad dreams
Don't play with drugs in your bloodstream
Come back to us when you come clean