Some Sunday morning see you Picking up the fun Ticking down the last time Before the credits run The traffic is'nt moving or it's moving awful slow To the sound of you complaining We got nowhere left to go You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida You need the drugs You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida You need the drugs All of your tomorrows are a dream I never had Everything is broken, everything unsaid But I see all your shadows running Circles at my feet And you're making all the promises that No one never keeps You need the drugs to make the stars come down You need the drugs to make you shine You need the pills to take you home again Don't be so ladida, so ladida You need the drugs.

(Eeoe-ooh) Y no se si es verdad Se si es verdad... (eeh) Hay noches que está, o se va Voy a volver a perder, pero más si no me crees Si en la noche espera, ya no se queda y me pierdo otra vez Si es por ti Ya no me calmo y caigo otra vez (Eeoe-ooh) Y no se si es verdad Se si es verdad... (eeh) No duermo más, pecados, class y el cielo arde Me caigo atrás pero es que hay más babe no te enfades Yo rompo el beat, lo parte así Llegó hasta el fin, vació el Yang Se quedó el Ying, nos miran a los dos Tengo que dar aún menos gas Refleja el flash, si freno y das Pega la colisión Somos rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' stones Destrozando todo pero a media voz Wait, ¿Dónde estás?, no queda na' Preguntan (va) y no sé dónde empezó Hay noches que está, o se va Voy a volver a perder, pero más si no me crees Si en la noche espera, ya no se queda y me pierdo otra vez Si es por ti Ya no me calmo y caigo otra vez (Eeoe-ooh) Y no se si es verdad Se si es verdad... (eeh) Si hay noches que está A la próxima se va ...-olver a perder ...-y más si no me crees No, no sé ni yo dónde estoy Por eso no me voy, por eso no me cree Pero se vuelve a ir hoy Y vuelvo a caer No, no sé ni yo dónde estoy Por eso no me voy, por eso no me cree Pero se vuelve a ir hoy Y vuelvo a caer (Oh) Oh, pega la colisión

This is called "Drugs" I just came here for the (yeah) I just came here for the (yeah) I just came here for the (yeah, you know I came here for the) Boston you guys are lit as fuck Thank you so much for tonight seriously This is the biggest crowd I've ever played a headlining show for, so I'ma be riding on this high for a while, thank you seriously Give it up for Kailee Morgue who fucking killed her set She's also from Arizona, so we had to go on tour together Alright when I say, drugs, scream drugs (drugs) Scream drugs (drugs) Louder, drugs (drugs) When I say drugs, you say drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Got it? Let's go So you say you're moving Out of state, soon as you Graduate, interesting Anyway, you're leaving Need a hug? Okay then Call me up, no, thanks, man I'm too busy, don't have time for Things you say that aren't important Where's the bathroom at? Leave me alone I just came here to the party for the drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I'm not tryna make a friend or fall in love (love) Love (love) Love (love) So just stop the faking Not here for nameless faces Pointless talking, conversations (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I just came here for the drugs Look who's here, pink t-shirt Oh, you met him last year? Wish I was as cool as you (oh, yeah) Check it out, you got that Brand-new Audi hatchback But you came here alone You're too drunk to drive home I'm too (hold up) have time for Things you say that aren't important Where's the bathroom at? Leave me alone I just came here to the party for the what (drugs) Ayy, drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I'm not tryna make a friend or fall in love (love) Love (love) Love (love) So just stop the faking Not here for nameless faces Pointless talking, conversations (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I just came here for the drugs Everybody's either here for the drugs Or the sex, or the money, or the fame (the sex or the money or the fame) And he's on the phone asking someone for the plug She's on the couch, talking, dropping names I'm not here for nameless faces Pointless talking, conversations (drugs) Drugs (drugs) Drugs (drugs) I just came here for the drugs bitch Thank you so much Boston You guys have been way too fucking real, thank you, thank you Please give it up for my fucking amazing band We have Johnny on guitar Ross on drums, woo! Jimmy up in the house making us sound good And I'm UPSAHL, Boston this has been so real, I love you guys 'Til next time, mwah Drugs, drugs, drugs Drugs, drugs, drugs Dropping names