You Need The Drugs

Some Sunday morning see you, picking up the fine Ticking down the last time Before the credits run, a traffic is a moving or it's moving awful slow To the sound of you complaining, we got nowhere left to go You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida, you need the drugs All of your tomorrows are a dream I never had Everything is broken, everything unsaid But I see all your shadows running, circles at my feet And you're making all the promises that, no one never keeps You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida, you need the drugs You need the drugs You need the drugs