Adam Jensen - Drugs

Her heart is plastic
Only says she loves me
When we're dropping acid

Her love is tragic
It's right in front of me
But I could never have it

She moves in black and white
Singing me silent lullabies
With her hands in my sleeves
Cinnamon skies fall at our feet

We are high enough
Searching for a rush
We don't need them but
We still take drugs
Fire in our blood
Magnets in our lungs
We don't need them but
We still take drugs

Down in the basement
Smoking clouds
And flying higher than the spacemen

Her meditation
She calls it holy
But I call it medication

She moves in black and white
Singing me silent lullabies
With her hands in my sleeves
Cinnamon skies fall at our feet

We are high enough
Searching for a rush
We don't need them but
We still take drugs
Fire in our blood
Magnets in our lungs
We don't need them but
We still take drugs

My thoughts begin to race
Like when I know
She's swimming through my veins
She moves without a trace
And leaves me with a smile on my face

We are high enough
Searching for a rush
We don't need them but
We still take drugs
Fire in our blood
Magnets in our lungs
We don't need them but
We still take drugs

Still take drugs
Still take drugs