Fumes

Thought we had it on lock
Ride or die til the end of days
But reality’s a bitch gonna send us our separate ways
Truth here too hard to swallow
Storing secrets in my heart when it turned hollow
Hoping for the re-up but the needle’s on empty
We been running on fumes have the fumes been getting us high?
Never stopped to ask ourselves or wonder why
I think we slipped a roofie to reality and put him in the trunk
And told ourselves we’d get away with it
We been running on fumes have the fumes been getting us high?
Change the color of your hair tell yourself that you’re brand new
I don’t wanna look at myself so I start a new tattoo
Tell each other we don’t got a problem
Flood the whole house so we don’t ever hit the bottom
Hoping for the re-up but the needle’s on empty
We been running on fumes have the fumes been getting us high?
Never stopped to ask ourselves or wonder why
I think we slipped a roofie to reality and put him in the trunk
And told ourselves we’d get away with it
We been running on fumes have the fumes been getting us high?