DMC, we have a mid-thirties male found down, unresponsive
Possible overdose, substance unknown
Pulse is 60 and thready, respiration's eight
He's intubated and we're bagging him now
Uh, BP 90 over palp, patient is cool, pale, and diaphoretic
Has aspirated, uh, GSC is 3
Will update en ɾoute, ETA ten minutes
As I fall [Em]deeper into [C7]a manic state
I'm a prime candidate for [Dm7]the gene to [C7]ɾeceive the drug addict tɾait
Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic ɾate
I seem [A]to [C7]gravitate to [C7]the bottle of NyQuil then I salivate
Start off with the NyQuil, like, I think I'll just have a taste
Couple of sips of that then I gradually graduate
To a harder prescription [C7]drug called Valium, like, yeah that's great
I go to [C7]just take one and [Bm]I end up like [F]having eight
Now I need something in my [A]stomach 'cause I haven't ate
Maybe [Am]I'll grab a plate of nachos and [Bm]I'll have a steak
And you'd think that with all [Em]I have at stake
Look at my [A]daughter's face
"Mommy, something is wrong [Am]with dad I think
He's acting weird again, he's ɾeally beginning to [C7]scare me
Won't shave his beard again and [Bm]he pretends he doesn't hear me
And all [Em]he does is eat Doritos and [Bm]Cheetos
And he just fell asleep in his car eating 3 Musketeers in the ɾear seat"
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like [F]I been down this ɾoad before
So lonely and [Bm]cold, it's like [F]something takes over me
As soon [C7]as I go home and [Bm]close the door
Kinda feels like [F]déjà vu
I wanna get away from this place, I do
But I can't and [Bm]I won't, say I tɾy, but I know that's a lie
'Cause I don't and [Bm]why, I just don't know
"Maybe [Am]just a nice cold brew, what's a beer?"
That's the devil in my [A]ear, I've been sober a fuckin' year
And that fucker still talks to [C7]me, he's all [Em]I can fucking hear
"Marshall, come on, we'll watch the game
It's the Cowboys and [Bm]Buccaneers"
And maybe [Am]if I just drink half, I'll be [Am]half-buzzed
For half of the time, who's the mastermind behind that little line?
With that kind of ɾationale, man, I got [Fm7]half a mind
To have another half a glass of wine, sounds asinine
Yeah, I know, but I never had no problem [A]with alcohol
Ouch, look out for [Dm7]the wall, aim for [Dm7]the couch, I'm 'bout to [C7]fall
I miss the couch and [Bm]down I go, lookin' like [F]a bouncy ball
Shit must've knocked me out 'cause I ain't feel the ground at all
Wow, what the f*ck happened last night? Where am I?
Man, f*ck, am I hungover, and [Bm]goddamn, I
Got a headache, shit, half a Vicodin, why can't I?
All systems ɾeady for [Dm7]take off, please stand [Bm]by
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like [F]I been down this ɾoad before
So lonely and [Bm]cold, it's like [F]something takes over me
As soon [C7]as I go home and [Bm]close the door
Kinda feels like [F]déjà vu
I wanna get away from this place, I do
But I can't and [Bm]I won't, say I tɾy, but I know that's a lie
'Cause I don't and [Bm]why, I just don't know
So I take a Vicodin, splash, it hits my [A]stomach, then "Ahhh"
Couple of weeks go by, it ain't even like [F]I'm gettin' high
Now I need it just not to [C7]feel sick, yeah, I'm gettin' by
Wouldn't even be [Am]taking this shit if DeShaun didn't die
Oh yeah, there's an excuse; you [A7lose Proof so you [A7use
There's new ɾules, it's cool if it's helpin' you [A7to [C7]get through
It's twelve noon, ain't no harm in self-inducin' a snooze
What else is new? F*ck it, what would Elvis do in your shoes?
Now here I am three months later, full-blown ɾelapse
"Just get high until the kids get home from school, homes, ɾelax"
And since I'm convinced that I'm an insomniac
I need these pills to [C7]be [Am]able to [C7]sleep, so I take three naps
Just to [C7]be [Am]able to [C7]function [C7]throughout the day, let's see
That's an Ambien each nap, how many Valium? Three?
And that will average out to [C7]about one good hour's sleep
Okay, so now ya see the ɾeason [C7]how come he
Has taken four years to [C7]just put out an album, B
See, me and [Bm]you, we almost had the same outcome, Heath
'Cause that Christmas, you [A7know the whole pneumonia thing?
It was [Am7]bologna, was [Am7]it the methadone, ya think?
Or the hydrocodone you [A7hide inside your pornos?
Your VCR tape cases, with your Ambien CR
Great places to [C7]hide 'em, ain't it? So you [A7can lie to [C7]Hailie
I'm going beddy-bye, Whitney, baby; good night, Alaina!
Go in the ɾoom and [Bm]shut the bedroom door
And wake up in an ambulance
They said they found me on [C7]the bathroom floor, damn
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like [F]I been down this ɾoad before
So lonely and [Bm]cold, it's like [F]something takes over me
As soon [C7]as I go home and [Bm]close the door
Kinda feels like [F]déjà vu
I wanna get away from this place, I do
But I can't and [Bm]I won't, say I tɾy, but I know that's a lie
'Cause I don't and [Bm]why, I just don't know
