Takes like a million shots, some cigarettes you're done
They all look pretty in pink
You're starting to look pink
Takes like a million shots, some cigarettes you're done
They all look pretty in pink
You're starting to look pink
The thing with these, they got a slow build up
But the high's just great, enough to make you smile
The winding road looks like a storm right now
The only time I felt I didn't know how
To explain a rather easy case
It makes you feel the night's not there
And now I'm stuck I guess it's space
The place where I'm at is a million miles away
Takes like a million shots, some cigarettes you're done
They all look pretty in pink
You're starting to look pink
Takes like a million shots, some cigarettes you're done
They all look pretty in pink
You're starting to look pink
I'm tired, I'm comatose
I'm angry, I gotta go
I'm sad but I gotta grow
These lyrics ain't just for show
Stones that I gotta throw
Steam that I wanna blow
For me it's really hard to say goodbye
To explain a rather easy case
It makes you feel the night's not there
And now I'm stuck I guess it's space
The place where I'm at is a million miles away
Takes like a million shots, some cigarettes you're done
They all look pretty in pink
You're starting to look pink