Текст, перевод и аккорды “Apothecary”
- (puerta-pack) You come alive at quarter to three You make haste for a taste In the parking lot of misery So down it goes, and up goes your need So youre fine for the time. But youre on the line, not in between What can this stuff do to me? Apothecary, some more of the same today Fills that need Youre late again for chemistry class You were up in the lab With your chemical head in a flask The truth is though, your mind is a mess Youve just taken a dose Now youre comatose in pandoras chest How could I do this to me? Apothecary, oh please, wheres the antidote? For me Looking for ways you can let it out Sleep in the days, for tonight youll roam about Pull all the stops; you begin to shout Lifes a big dream and you sleep till you come out Come out Fill my need, Apothecary Fill my need, Apothecary
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