Pump Up The Valium

Lyrics

One time weekly rate twelve by twelve room  
Strapped down to the bed now pump up the Valium  
My mind is wide asleep my conscience deep awake  
The promises I keep are not the ones I make  
I count the caustic causes I lost count of regrets  
A surplus of good intentions don't provide me with content  
All I want is just a little content  
  
One time monthly rate still no breathing room  
Pressures building up so pump up the Valium  
I choose the beaten path I've been to where it leads  
Why I keep comin' back a mystery to me  
I found what I've been seeking but it's too late for me to care  
My aspirations leaking form a hole I can't repair  
Maybe I just don't want it repaired