Drugs Don't Work

[Chorus: Richard Ashcroft]

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

Now the drugs don't work

[Verse 1: CASISDEAD]

Pretty puke puddle that I'm lying in (Yeah)

Phone alarm's going off

Fuck it though, I'm lyin in (Ha-ha)

I'm wire thin

I dunno why; I ain't dieting (Dunno)

Maybe it's this vicodin

It's strung me out like a violin

Fiend Simon dialed me in

And he's trying to buy a ting

It's mad I used to look down at him

For piping up and firing (Yeah)

Talking to myself, not recognising who's replying (Nah)

I'm becoming so much like the clients that I've been supplying

Fuck the sentimental shite

I'm mental when I get mortal, like

I pop a pill and then spike this bitch

And then fuck her until she ain't walking right (Yeah)

My buzz don't last for half a night (Nah)

My comedowns too hard too fight

Euphoria: she leaves with my endorphins

And I'm forced to keep endorsing

It's extortionate, emotional support

Even though I know that I'll never get the same high as before

I just keep shovelling this shit up until my nostrils get sore

'Til Si picks me off the floor (Alright, Si)

(Ehm, yeah)

[Chorus: Richard Ashcroft]

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

[Verse 2:CASISDEAD]

Skunk, cannabis, about half a cancer stick

Rolled up in a juicy blunt, slow burner—candlestick

I'm with Uncle Mix, cocaine and a couple of chicks

IPhone for a couple of pics

Couple of lines off a couple of tits (Yeah)

But my life's shit

Drugs seem like the quickest fix

Temporary escape from the estates and all the fucking pricks

That's why I'm in such a rush to take the first hit or first sip

E&J burnt up my throat

Fucking roach burnt up my lip

Then it wears off

And I feel like I'm worse off (Yeah)

Looking out on London bridge (Nah)

Thinking about throwing myself off

Nah, that's soft (Yeah)

There's better ways that I could feel his wrath

I got loads of gear in my loft

I got loads of pills I can scoff

Is it Smirnoff?

The reason I'm looking like a Goth

Fuck knows but I'll tell you what, there's blood coming out when I cough

Spent most of my life in the dark

Chasing the light like a moth (Yeah)

Eventually the light will turn off

(I'm fucked, In'i?)

[Chorus: Richard Ashcroft]

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

[Verse 3: CASISDEAD]

Sensing the party's over

I'm not looking over my shoulder

Lucy pulls me closer

Fuck it I'm bored, let's go, let's ghost her (Uh)

Sick of all the boasters (Uh)

Loads of niggas sniffing that Frankie Cocozza

Thinking they the Cosa Nostra (Ha)

So much talk of toasters

Gold Roleys and roadsters

Hoes that make sex tapes and then become role models on shows and posters (Slags)

It's clear the end is nigh

The Mayans, they said so-suh

Fuck it just take me now, I'm done let's wrap it up like a samosa

Consultant says they're running out of things to try

The–ain't working right, it's only fucking up my insides

As I document my decline

A famous line just springs to mind

The drugs don't work, they make you worse (Nah)

Every type and every kind (Uh)

Even one's designed to help you fight just seem so shite

And all the side effects they leave you with no life and no respite

No end in sight (Uh)

But these cunts, they don't know what it's like (Nah)

Ask my boy, Charlie, he'll tell you straight

Real talk and no hype, like

(Big up Charlie Williams, soldier)

[Chorus: Richard Ashcroft]

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

[Refrain: Richard Ashcroft]

But I know I'm on a losing streak

As I passed down your street

If you want to show, then just let me know and I'll sing in your ear again

[Chorus: Richard Ashcroft]

Now the drugs don't work

They just make you worse

But I know I'll see your face again

'Cause, baby