"shockcollar (suitcase with prescriptions)" lyrics

Tell me everything, are you feeling this?
Are you feeling this?
'Cause you got me tongue tied
I cannot skate, I'm delirious
Delirious 'cause I been up all night
Tell me what's the word, are you serious?
Are you serious?
'Cause I don't wanna ask twice
I don't wanna talk to your Seroquel
To my therapist

I don't talk much 'cause you don't listen
Suitcase with prescriptions
If it sounds nice, probably isn't
Yeah, blame it all on superstition

Shock collar, I don't wanna bite back
Go and take that red dot off my back
I don't think you really got it like that
And I don't think you...

SSRIs and anti-depressants
I wanna feel nice, when I'm not in your presence
And maybe all the L's after all is a blessing
So fuck it, when I'm here I'm just putting the best in

Shock collar, I don't wanna bite back
Go and take that red dot off my back
I don't think you really got it like that
And I don't think you...

Cashed out on the bathroom floor
I don't really wanna do it all again
Funny thing about wanting more
Everything is like: "Damn, is this it?"
Is that it? Did I blink?
'Cause I don't really see what I wanted to get
In the end
Huh... ain't that a bitch

I don't talk much 'cause you don't listen
Suitcase with prescriptions
If it sounds nice, it probably isn't
Yeah, blame it all on superstition

Shock collar, I don't wanna bite back
Go and take that red dot off my back
I don't think you really got it like that
And I don't think you...

SSRIs and anti-depressants
I wanna feel nice, when I'm not in your presence
And maybe all the L's after all is a blessing
So fuck it, when I'm here I'm just putting the best in

Shock collar, I don't wanna bite back
Go and take that red dot off my back
I don't think you really got it like that
And I don't think you...