Текст песни Ambrosia - Apothecary
Ambrosia - Apothecary слова песни
(puerta-pack)You come alive at quarter to threeYou make haste for a tasteIn the parking lot of miserySo down it goes, and up goes your needSo youre fine for the time.But youre on the line, not in betweenWhat can this stuff do to me? Apothecary, some more of the same todayFills that needYoure late again for chemistry classYou were up in the labWith your chemical head in a flaskThe truth is though, your mind is a messYouve just taken a doseNow youre comatose in pandoras chestHow could I do this to me? Apothecary, oh please, wheres the antidote? For meLooking for ways you can let it outSleep in the days, for tonight youll roam aboutPull all the stops; you begin to shoutLifes a big dream and you sleeptill you come outCome outFill my need,ApothecaryFill my need,Apothecary