Medication

Yea She told me Woah She told me I take my medication now And I'm falling over I guess the therapist suggest that it's a disorder I've grown obsessed with feeling less oh no I don't know ya I mix the sex with all the stress and the paranoia Yea She told me that it's only in my head See me bleed til the bed is bloody red Feed me dreams til my head is filled with lead Hear me scream til the neighbors call the feds Hey mom I don't really wanna go to therapy Why Everybody talking like they scared So Bury me with all the medicated Agitated, aggravated, elevated fiends Hey God I don't really mean to upset you king I don't really love the amphetamines I don't really f*ck with the love And lack of the luck got me begging please You dont wanna feel like this Overdosing on the motive when the real life hits Coming closer to the quota of the real knife slits All the drugs in your body make you feel some bliss Til you wake up in the morning and you're covered in piss And your ex girl calling like she know what you did Broken promises the coffin filled with glass to the lid But the problem ain't the bottle it's the way that you live I take my medication now And I'm falling over I guess the therapist suggest that it's a disorder I've grown obsessed with feeling less oh no I don't know ya I mix the sex with all the stress and the paranoia Yea She told me that it's only in my head See me bleed til the bed is bloody red Feed me dreams til my head is filled with lead Hear me scream til the neighbors call the feds Witness bliss but the smile painted dawg I been living but the mask is falling off Bitter feeling when the cash is all you got But depression never change the coin is tossed 50/50 The weather never get pretty Pity pity we blaming it on the city Pop a pilly the doctor giving me feelies But little did we know that the consequence really gritty Grinding through my teeth in the night time I remember living better but am I fine Spitting in the mirror cuz the image really likes lying Picture perfect politics the consequence is high crime Rolling in my bed Calling all this lack of rest living flawless in my flesh Wrapped around me is a vest I take my medication now And I'm falling over I guess the therapist suggest that it's a disorder I've grown obsessed with feeling less oh no I don't know ya I mix the sex with all the stress and the paranoia Yea She told me that it's only in my head See me bleed til the bed is bloody red Feed me dreams til my head is filled with lead Hear me scream til the neighbors call the feds