Copium

Looking around me, strangers on the street
Eyes are sunken and they all reek of defeat
There’s a club that’s hidden in the city
A change of pace, to forget my pity

I heard about it from a friend of a friend
There’s a bar I know, where the lights are low
Aah, this is the way at the end of the day
A secret place where if you know, you know

When you step inside
You can feel the world come alive
The music plays
And the people sway
And you get lost in the hypnotic taste

Ah, copium, yea, um
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!
Yeah, copium, uh
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!
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I found the entrance, a door without a name
Two knocks, all it takes
Now let’s start the game
The bartender asked: So what’ll it be?
I said: Something that’s strong
And that will set me free

He gave me a smile and an ice-cold glass
Said: This one’s on me, but I bet it’s not the last
And I took a sip, aah, felt it rushing inside of me
This has to be a dream
'Cause I feel like I'm floating

When I stepped inside
I could feel the world come alive
The music played
While the people swayed
And I gave up myself to the taste

Ah, copium, yea, um
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!
Yeah, copium, uh
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!
Copium

How you coping, though?
How you coping, though?
Life is hard
You look thirsty, you already know
How you coping, though?
How you coping, though?
Drop by my bar
But don’t forget to bring the dough

So now, when I'm feeling down
Feeling lost in this lonely town
I find my way back to the club
Drink copium until I'm numb

Ah, copium, yea, um
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!
Yeah, copium, uh
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!
Ah, copium
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!
Yeah, copium, uh
Ah, copium
Hands up! Bottoms up!

How you coping, though?
How you coping, though?
Life is hard
You look thirsty, you already know
How you coping, though?
How you coping, though?
Drop by my bar
But don’t forget to bring the dough
How you coping, though?
How you coping, though?
Life is hard
You look thirsty, you already know
How you coping, though?
How you coping, though?
Drop by my bar
But don’t forget to bring the dough