Twist, Tilt, Pour (a Three Step Guide To Hitt

Fly By Night

I'm runnin

through ink from ball points

across an empty page

I've spent them

on my unseen insights

upon this stage



And when my arms start shakin

and when I quit sleepin

and when I stop breathing

then we'll start to worry

200 milligrams

to calm me down and put me out

but i still can not breathe



I'm drownin

in open oceans

of false romantic dreams

I fill them

up little bits

with each bottle i empty



And when my arms start shakin

and when I stop sleepin

and when I quit breathing

then we'll start to worry

200 milligrams

to calm me down and put me out

but i still can not breathe



I stopped caring (but it didn't help me at all)

I stopped crying (but it didn't help me at all)

I kept drinking (but it didn't help me at all)

I stopped caring (but it didn't help me at all)

I stopped crying (but it didn't help me at all)

I kept drinking (but it didn't help me at all)



oh god, I can't breathe at all



And when my arms start shakin

and when I stop sleepin

and when I quit breathing

then we'll start to worry

200 milligrams

to calm me down and put me out

but i still can not breathe



I stopped caring (but it didn't help me at all)

I stopped crying (but it didn't help me at all)

I kept drinking (but it didn't help me at all)

at all...