The Drugs Aren't Working - Heroine Diaries, Emo Fruits

Back of the party

Back of the whip

Dying so slowly

Dying so quick

I’ve been on my own I’m not tryna feel shit

Pass me another I don’t wanna feel shit

Back of the party

Back of the whip

Dying so slowly

Dying so quick

I’ve been on my own I’m not tryna feel shit

Pass me another I don’t wanna feel shit

I don’t wanna cry no more no

Watching my tears hit the floor

Call my phone I hit ignore

I just wanna be alone at home

Designer shades up in the club

Off them drugs I’m geeked up

I’m to numb to feel the love

I’m to numb to give a fuck

I don’t wanna cry no more no

Watching my tears hit the floor

Call my phone I hit ignore

I just wanna be alone at home

Designer shades up in the club

Off them drugs I’m geeked up

I’m to numb to feel the love

I’m to numb to give a fuck

Back of the party

Back of the whip

Dying so slowly

Dying so quick

I’ve been on my own I’m not tryna feel shit

Pass me another I don’t wanna feel shit

Back of the party

Back of the whip

Dying so slowly

Dying so quick

I’ve been on my own I’m not tryna feel shit

Pass me another I don’t wanna feel shit