Medicate (Awakening)

A Doctor sitting next to me He asks me how I feel Not sure I understand his questioning He says I've been away a while But thinks he has cured me From a state of catatonic sleep For 30 years Where have I been Eyes open But not getting through to me Medicate me Infiltrate me Side effects appear As my conscience slips away Medicate me Science failing Conscience fading fast Can't you stop what's happening A higher dosage he prescribes But there's no guarantee I feel it starting to take over me I tell him not to be ashamed There's no one who's to blame A second shot A brief awakening I feel the relapse Can't break free Eyes open But not getting through to me