Six Hours Later Songtext
von Play Dead

Sitting in my room with eleven pills
They′re doing fuck all and my body's still
Mood is low and this headache kills
I ain′t got a buzz I ain't got a thrill
Lying in my bed nothings happened
Hearts beating fast it's fucking rapid
Hand on my head hotter than the equator
How has this kicked in six hours later?

Take me away
Take me away
These pills are fucking with my head
Five-ten hours and I might be dead
Take me away


Can′t keep still
Can′t keep quiet
Not too loud gotta keep it private
Doing my best
To keep silent
Not working out
At least I'm trying

Take me away
Take me away
These pills are fucking with my head
Five-ten hours and I might be dead yeah
Take me away

These pills are fucking with my head
Five-Ten hours and I might be dead yeah
Take me away