Politics is a Drug
Head in the clouds/feet on the ground/head in the clouds/feet on the ground/ this it is/ I’ve finally had it/ all is lost/ nothing’s the same/only sadness remains.
Head in the clouds/feet on the ground/head in the clouds/feet on the ground/ the rains have come/but i’m so fucking dry/the tears keep falling/ and people just say goodbye.
Head in the clouds/feet on the ground/head in the clouds/feet on the ground/ I know what to do/but I can’t tell it to you/ I’ve really lost it all/ feeling two-foot small.
Head in the clouds/feet on the ground/head int the clouds/feet on the ground/ let me die baby/let me die/let me die/let me die
(After hearing Nelly Furtado’s All Good Things (come to an end))
oh hell.
