Say Anything, Brianna Collins - Pink Snot lyrics

My friend hates needles, but he's not chicken
Knows all the statistics
And his chance is slim
Making up excuses just to buy tin foil
And erode all of the meat
Around his gangly core
I know a lot of men in hardcore bands
Collectively funding the Colombians
Straight-edge guys who turn to weed and beer
Now they all got divorced and
They all grow beards

Not me, I'm a pill man
Not me, I'm a pill man
Not me, it's a thrill, man
Not me, I like my pills, oh

Some say it's a simple and a sterile crutch
A number on the bottle and
Three lines of dust
Killing brain cells in increments
To reel it all in 'til it all makes sense
So you like to have a
Drink knowing you might drown
In the Friday's bar where the dead go down
Take opoids or your home-spun meth
Claim that tripping helps you write the best

Not me, I'm a pill man
Not me, I'm a pill man
Not me, it's a thrill, man not me, I like
Not me, I like not me, I like my pills

Not me, I'm a pill man (The pills, not me)
Not me, I'm a pill man
(You made your choice now)
Not me, I'm a fill man (Oh) hey, whoa
Not me (You let me be) oh, oh
Not me (Won't deal no more, Oh)
I'm a pill man not me (The pills, not me)
Not me (You made your choice now)