Cranked - Fall City Fall

She lost her self-control along time ago

On the forth floor of room 404, in only god knows where

Doesn’t remember what city she’s in, who’s she with or when

But swears she’s with a couple of friends

That’s where it all started, a industry built off the broken hearted

Blames a boy she use to love

No matters if he’s sorry well it will never be enough

She doesn’t want to forgive him

She wants to convince him he’s the reason why her life isn’t worth living

So she’s looking for a reason to leave

I guess bad weather cheap scenery would be good enough for me

So she’s running away

Turns her memories into enemies but likes it that way

Doctor I’m asking for a friend of a friend

Prescriptions close to empty would you fill it again

Would you mind doubling it up, last time I don’t think I got a buzz?

What happened to solving problems the old fashion way

A bit of Jack and Jerry full of gasoline

Fuck popping pills over the counter

Feeling sorry for our selves watching house wives of Atlanta

Can’t help being a victim of the screen

Can’t help with all of your insecurities

Can’t help when you wish it wasn’t me, really sorry baby think you’re being a

bit of a drama queen

There are kids with addiction prescriptions to riddlen

So you put them in room to sit in

Swore to their parents that they’re different

So they take away their play

Said he was better off that way

Now it’s harder for him to get straight As

Then it would be to get straight grade cocaine

I don’t think that’s he’s got anxiety, bi polar of «HDHD»

I think he’s bored just looking for a friend

Or maybe he’s just looing for love and attention

I think you should spend more time with your son

Instead of ridicule him for all the things he’s done

Of course they want to convince you he’s depressed

Other wise they wouldn’t be credible for a billion dollars business

Both my parents suffered from addiction

My father offed him self

My mother tried to suppress it

Cage the animal comes back twice as aggressive

Tell me know how the pills taste for breakfast

Can’t help being a victim of the screen

Can’t help with all of your insecurities

Can’t help when you wish it wasn’t me, really sorry baby think you’re being a

bit of a drama queen

I never said depression didn’t exist, there’s just got to be a better way then

feeding pills to our kids

Cage the animal comes back twice as aggressive

Tell me now how the pills feel for breakfast

Both my parents suffered from addiction

Father offed him self

Mother tried to suppress it

Cage the animal comes back twice as aggressive

Tell me know how the pills feel for breakfast