The Script Ritual

Drop

F-f-f-fill it up

A prescription

Verse 1

Counting plastic clicking caps

Bottle rattling on my knee

White hills pillaged from the pharmacy

The ritual of relief

Ripping the paper from the stapled bag

Pre-Chorus

Wait at the counter

Watch the clock

Wait for the bottle

The rhythm doesn't stop

Chorus

Golden vials and a holy dose

Gives me what I want the most

Gives me what I want the most

Take a hit then I drift like a ghost

Drift like a ghost

Orange plastic and a paper slip

Better than a sunken ship

Better than a sunken ship

Tighten the palm then I loosen the grip

Drop

F-f-f-fill it up

A prescription

M-m-m-make it stop

F-f-f-fill it up

Verse 2

Rattle the orange

I need a refill on my day

Glassy eyes staring through the grey

Shaking hands don't wait for rain

Searching for the sun inside a script

Pre-Chorus

Wait at the counter

Watch the clock

Wait for the bottle

The rhythm doesn't stop

Chorus

Golden vials and a holy dose

Gives me what I want the most

Gives me what I want the most

Take a hit then I drift like a ghost

Drift like a ghost

Orange plastic and a paper slip

Better than a sunken ship

Better than a sunken ship

Tighten the palm then I loosen the grip

Bridge

Clock in

Clock out

Lock in

Knock out

Clock in

Clock out

Hand me the bottle

Chorus

Golden vials and a holy dose

Gives me what I want the most

Gives me what I want the most

Take a hit then I drift like a ghost

Drift like a ghost

Orange plastic and a paper slip

Better than a sunken ship

Better than a sunken ship

Tighten the palm then I loosen the grip

Drop

F-f-f-fill it up

A prescription

P-p-p-pretty please

Give me more

F-f-f-fill it up