The Pill

this way and that way
braking under the strain
a thousand claws digging into my brain
drug's and pills to make me feel normal
not sold in store's
only on the infomercial

i take them all and i feel no regret
under the influence there's no shame to be had
and when your awake you can hardly feel
sleeping becomes irrelevant
a hardly practiced skill

what's wrong with me that i take all these drug's
what did i do that left me so fucked up
what do i become
and where do i go
how do i know
that I'm not the drug
what promise do i have
not to be killed

just take one more
make everything all right
just take one more
and get me through the night
maybe i should stop
maybe there right
maybe I'm crazy for trying to fight

tell me what I'm thinking
tell me what i know
tell me what I'm doing
because i certainly don't know

forceful and appealing
that's how they get in you
one by one consuming
what will be the death of you
i don't think I'm crazy
but how do i know
they say I'm emotional
i suppose it did show

so what to i do
how to i loose
how do i know
what the fuck am i becoming
the prisoner
or the pill

 

Clint Corsi

Alone I Stand