It makes you behave like the village drunkard In some early Irish novel Total loss of all basic motor skills Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue The mind recoils in horror, uable to Communicate with the spinal column Which is interesting, because you can actually Watch your self behaving in this terrible way But you can't control it [Rav] Yeah This is a song dedicated to My one and only love It goes something like this Check it, yeah
[Hook] Vicodin, vicodin Take you every time before I go in Don't understand relations, I've no friends I'm so high, t's why I'm so dim
On the sofa sitting, high again Stare into the mirror, \"hi the end!\" A constant thought, will I die or win? Tylenol, Klonopin, Vicodin
[Verse] Yeah, stumble through the bathroom Vomit on the floor Vomit on the walls And some vomit on this door Blood on this handkerchief, tears on this shirt A pad and pen to note down all the years that I've been hurt These pills they make it work, they drown all the pain out They put me to sleep, and for a day or two, I stay out Don't understand people, they don't understand me You put a smile on my face, so I guess I'm happy Yeah, vision blurry, and my hands feel dry My legs are shaky and I slur, slur *slurs* ...man I can't say a fucking word These people think they know me When I do not know myself They act all worried bout my health But I don't feel compelled To care about their caring Self-centered and I'm selfless I'm just a waste of space then No wonder I feel helpless, ha
Vicodin, Vicodin, uh, Vicodin, uh I love you You're the only one that takes the pain away As cheesy as it sounds, yeah