Screaming until we overdose
I almost did the other day
You can't handle what you're seeing, baby
You should look away
I was laying in the kitchen
Shit, I didn't even pray
Smile all on my face
This the shit that I embrace
Boy I blow a quarter million
Got it just the other day
So addicted to prescriptions
And these dirty concentrates
I been popping, I been sipping
I been smoking, all day
Half a trip away, I'm a doctors slip away

Why do you feel so different to me
Something feels so different to me
(You know, you know)
Maybe you're just drifting with me (I know, I know)
Honestly I can't feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me

(?), baby
Bitches come and go
You don't even love me when the batch is running low
Nevermind, you were never mine
That's a lie
Money made you blind
I can see it in your eyes
Getting high every 45 minutes
(So nice)
Pop a couple Adderalls
Wash it down with percocet
Think I need some padded walls
Leaning just in case I fall
Only cheap liquor left
Smell like rubbin alcohol

What are you facing different to me?
Different to me
So different to me
(You know, you know)
(Maybe you're just drifting with me) (I know, I know)
Honestly I can't feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): AHMAD BALSHE, DANNY SCHOFIELD, FARIS TALEB AL-MAJED, JOSEPH BRADY BOSTANI, RICHARD JONNAS MUNOZ