Cuz things got so much harder on the west coast When I got here I realised that I needed you most But I was concentrated on the underground And dreaming up sadistic ways to pull you down Cuz lately I've done too much reminiscing Minimal but painful like a bee sting Dripping down the back of my throat now These symptoms only come when you come around Voices in my head tell me one thing Feelings in my chest tell me different Picture myself dangling from the ceiling You never noticed that I wasn't breathing Cuz things got so much harder on the west coast When I got here I realised that I needed you most But I was concentrated on the underground And dreaming up sadistic ways to pull you down Drip, drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip Picture this lead in my hand And tell me you don't understand To dig through the layers amidst the emtiness Instead I enjoy the turbulence And you know this story it's sad but true And I don't even got a reason to lie to you But I've done a couple thing I'd never do If I didn't have twenty stab wounds from you Cuz things got so much harder on the west coast When I got here I realised that I needed you most But I was concentrated on the underground And dreaming up sadistic ways to pull you down Drip, drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip