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