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• Artiste: Madilyn Mei
• Titre: Playing Dead
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No, I don't go to parties I'm California sober, and I'm lame I'm too sad for that setting I'm boring and I wouldn't change a thing My speech is slurring lately I know it's a slippery slope I thought it would cure me I thought it would maybe help me cope But nope I'm addicted to feeling numb I choke up when I think of the things I could've done Done instead But I crave that rise in dopamine So much I may throw my brain away Just to get so high I feel nothing again 'Til I pop another the next day And let the thoughts all fade away My memory is leaving me I'll fade to nothing at this rate Not a social smoker (Not a social person, first of all) Not a happy stoner I lie there like a five foot tall rag doll Doll I know that I'll regret it Hours every day just playing dead Morning, resurrected A zombie rising from a dirty bed And yet, I ignore my declining health My self is an unrecognizable silhouette Silhouette But I crave that rise in dopamine So much I may throw my brain away Just to get so high I feel nothing again 'Til I pop another the next day And let the thoughts all fade away My memory is leaving me I'll fade to nothing at this rate That leaf might as well be pomegranate seeds The past six years were hell But now it's purgatory With nobody to blame this time Except for me But I crave that rise in dopamine So much I may throw my brain away Just to get so high I feel nothing again 'Til I pop another the next day And let the thoughts all fade away My memory is leaving me I'll fade to nothing at this rate Fade to nothing at this rate