Study your reflection. Looking for perfection. But a sharp appraisal will reveal. That you have fallen short of the ideal. I can tell you now. I can tell you now.
You're alone in a blacked-out room, bound feet pressed to the floor. On your own, been attacked, but soon long teeth, less lack of gore. Drug of choice taken minutes before hooded men walked through your door.
Tell me again through which wormhole we slipped. Aided by ketamine barbiturates. Infinite pills and infinite alcohol. Guess we're 'bout ready. Let's go through the list.
Add up all the amphetamines and pour them in your mouth. Take a sip of diphenhydramine when your heart starts going south. Grab your chest, and rest, and hope for the best when your body starts to react.
Well I've been sitting in the back seat of this car for half an hour and I'm wondering if any of this is real. Trouble is I ate a pound of psychedelic mushrooms, and now I'm trying to decide if I should feel weird about the fact that both my friends who went and drove me to the Burger King can tell that I'm fucked up?.
[Hook: TK Kravitz]. Who needs a friend when you got a bandroll?. Not when you thumb through the check. Thumb through a check, didn't think so (that's that feelin').
Montana. Candice, babe. We got one. You know what it is when you hear that, haa. . I'ma take one shot for every time he look me dead in my face. Talking 'bout he ain't do it oh dear, that's why I leave the bottle right here.