Does it feel so bad when you're taking a drag

And when you're looking at the world with dying eyes?

When you stare at it dead and you're giving it head

And all those things you say you love never come alive

If it feels so bad, bad magic playing off of me

Oh no, I don't wanna be your friend

Bad magic laying into me

Oh no, I don't wanna hear it again

When you get so high that you're wanting to die

But everything around you is turning green

When you're getting so low

And I know you've been feeling like a dried out leaf in a summer breeze

I don't like it getting back

Back on track, get off of my back