To The Grave (Feelings)

(Right now lighting a cigarette)
(Off of a Percocet, sheesh)

I could feel it in my brain (In my brain)
I could feel it in my veins (In my veins)
Perfect feelings all the way (All the way)
Purple ceilings, purple rain (Purple rain)
It's a dark road (Yeah), that I pave (That I pave)
Taking narcos (Yeah), to the grave (To the brain)
Feeling real good (Yeah), but not ashamed (Not ashamed)
But I still can't feel my face (Ah-haha)

Pills, cigarette thrills, nicotine kills
So does being stuck in my feels
I know drugs are wrong but still
I take them just so I can shake those
D-Demons off me, as I lay in a coffin
If I don't pop these, then I won't be talking
The elephant in the room every time that I walk in
It gets annoying, without drugs I can't breathe
It's hard for me to leave
They tell me that it's easy to quit it
Funny coming from someone that's not dealing with it, it
Wait, I'm getting a call from my dealer again
He tell me, "These are the strong ones"

They tell me that it's easy to quit it
Funny coming from someone that's not dealing with it, it
Wait, I'm getting a call from my dealer again (Again, again, again)

I could feel it in my brain (In my brain)
I could feel it in my veins (In my veins)
Perfect feelings all the way (All the way)
Purple ceilings, purple rain (Purple rain)
It's a dark road (Yeah), that I pave (That I pave)
Taking narcos (Yeah), to the grave (To the brain)
Feeling real good (Yeah), but not ashamed (Not ashamed)
But I still can't feel my face (Ah-haha)