Intro : Lying here on the floor where you left me I think I took too much I'm crying here, what have you done ? I thought it would be fun I can't stay on your life support There's a shortage in the switch I can't stay on your morphine 'Cause it's making me itch I said I tried to call the nurse again But she's being a little bitch I'll think I'll get out of here Where I can run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear you're just like a pill Instead of making me better You keep making me ill You keep making me ill I haven't moved from the spot where you left me It must be a bad trip All of the other pills, they were different Maybe I should get some help I can't stay on your life support There's a shortage in the switch I can't stay on your morphine 'Cause it's making me itch I said I tried to call the nurse again But she's being a little bitch I'll think I'll get out of here Where I can run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear you're just like a pill Instead of making me better You keep making me ill You keep making me ill Where I can run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear you're just like a pill Instead of making me better You keep making me ill You keep making me ill I can't stay on your life support There's a shortage in the switch I can't stay on your morphine 'Cause it's making me itch I said I tried to call the nurse again But she's being a little bitch I'll think I'll get out of here (3x) Where I can run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear you're just like a pill Instead of making me better You keep making me ill You keep making me ill

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque une lutte intérieure, où la narratrice se sent perdue et désemparée après une rupture. Elle se rend compte que ce qu’elle pensait être un réconfort, en réalité, ne fait qu’aggraver sa détresse. Les images de médicaments et de soutien de vie symbolisent une dépendance émotionnelle toxique, où au lieu de trouver un soulagement, elle se retrouve piégée dans une spirale de souffrance. Elle aspire à s'échapper, à fuir vers un lieu où elle pourrait affronter ses peurs sans être alourdie par cette relation néfaste. Dans ce contexte, il y a une exploration de la douleur et une quête de liberté face à des souvenirs ancrés, illustrant bien les sentiments de frustration et de désespoir.