[2008 - Remote control] - Love hangover

Last lifetime I almost overdosed on your love
Cos this time around I'm permanently tipsy

With your name on the tongue of my tip
Can't even speak right
Can't even sleep 
And I'm missing your voice, your choice and thoughts
I guess I ought to stop looking for intoxication
No need to inflate this drumming in my brain
When I try to release this pain in my chest
I got to rest. I need to chill
I need to chill.
But then I see you smile 
And all my hardwork ain't worthwhile anymore
Just a festering sore and no amount of drinking milk is going to calm it
Just drinking rum to block out some of your, some of you, summertime
Or at least I try

And at least a generation later I'm still trying to ease my soul
Ease my soul
Ease my soul