Give Me the Cure - Prong

I never thought too hard on dying before

I never sucked on the dying

I never licked the side of dying before

And now I’m feeling the dying

You’ve got your hands over your ears

You’ve got your mouth running on

You’ve got your eyes looking for something

That can never be found

Like a reason

Good god, I don’t need a reason

I never thought too hard on dying before

I never thought on the dying

I never ever held the hand of dying before

And now I’m feeling the dying

And you’ve got to, and you’ve got to

And you’ve got to

Gimme the shot

Gimme the pill

Gimme the cure

Now what you’ve done to my world

I never thought too hard on dying before

I never thought on the dying

I never walked the side of dying before

And now I’m feel like I’m…

And now I’m feel like I’m… (it breaks, it breaks, it breaks, yeah)

Under your skin

Cap over your eyes

I’m at the tip of your finger

(it breaks, it breaks, it breaks, yeah)

Tell me the reason

Gimme the shot

Gimme the pill

Gimme the cure (it breaks, it breaks, it breaks)

Now what you’ve done to my world

(Coming around, coming around)

(Coming around, coming down)

(Give me the shot)

(Give me the pill)

(Give me the cure)

(Now what you’ve done to my world)

(Give me the shot)

Now c’mon (give me the pill)

(Give me the cure)

(Now what you’ve done to my world)

Gimme the shot