No Drug For

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Apr 11, 2009


There's no drug for irony
If you know what I was thinking
You'd be laughing with me
Instead of seeing nothing

There's no drug for filters
If I knew what you don't tell me
Well, I don't know and that's the killer
Because filters are all I see

There's no drug for almosts
If I knew what else you almost did
I probably would be laughing at those
Because it's better then a hurting head

There is a drug for pain though
Taken with eyelids black
All the things I don't know
Filters can't go back

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