"The Pill" lyrics - ATMOSPHERE

The pill
Fuck it, swallow it

I stopped reading the paper, quit watchin' the news
Don't answer the phone and I'm payin' the dues
I pace my steps to match the speed of my breathing
Place my bets and keep my feet upon the ceiling

Waiting for the stop sign to turn green
I ain't got time to learn the hard way
I gave candy to the babies, kisses to the ladies
And charisma to the kids playin' down at the arcade

Par-tay in my think straight type advice
Bake the cake and sink your face into the frosting
Take a break from all the aches and strifes
This pain is just another stain on the box springs

Sometimes I sit outside and watch the people walk by
And try to understand why they don't fly
And other days I lock myself up in my room
And let the four corners close in till I'm consumed

There ain't a whole lot of continuity
And all I want is what I already gave up
I give advice that I don't follow 'cause it's twice as hard to swallow
When you know precisely what the pill is made of

Take the pill
Swallow it