See there's smudges on the glasses you don't need And still hands on the clock that's on your wrist No longer breathe These chains that dangle from your neck Must feel heavy now Nah Don't let them drag you Down, down, down Down, down, down Cause you'll find You'll find They'll break you Cause you'll find You'll find They're fake Edwin Raphael It's got a feel to it There's something real to it There's an appeal to it But don't appeal to it It's got a feel to it There's something real to it There's an appeal to it But don't appeal to it No, no, no But you need that love And you need that raw So you keep that Close to your mind Close to your heart And the poison Leaks through your eyes And turns to dark And you treat it Like who you is 'Til it's who you are Cause it's like them Them fucking pills That you eating up And you squeeze in Them nine inch heels That make you feel tall And you need that Yeah, yeah And you need that At least uh, you believe that You believe that You believe that It's got a feel to it There's something real to it There's an appeal to it But don't appeal to it Don't appeal It'll bring you Down, down, down Down, down, down Cause you'll find You'll find They'll break you down Yeah they'll break you down You'll find You'll find They'll break you