Trapped on a bridge dissolving in the rain
Victim of the division between the sick and sane
Politicians profiting off other people’s pain
an endless cycle inside a system deranged

Swallow the medicine, your burden bought and sold
Disgusted by their desire for complete control
Demonize and ostracize, we all suffer
While people die you cheat and lie, I hope you burn

Why won’t you listen when I say I’m not okay?
I just need a body pulsing near to keep the flood contained.

And when the Ativan seeps in
Your thoughts run slow (slow reeling)
Smash the glass to feel something
I think I’m not right in the head (in the end)

The dark hound rears his head to split the mind in two:
Visions of hate, decisions to make soon subsume
Charnel ground, burial mound, my body lies entombed
Eulogy for memory as my soul’s consumed

So poison the people, sedate them into bliss,
bind us, blind us, deafen us to Caduceus’ hiss
So smear your bloody hand upon the Doctor’s door
Stigmatized by a nation’s lies that’s left us sick and poor

Why won’t you listen when I say I’m not okay?
I just need a body pulsing near to keep the flood contained.

The Seroquel gets me sleeping
Thoughts flow slow (no feeling)
Modern life keeps me reeling
Tell me, Doc, am I normal now?
Tell me, Doc, do you know how:
to set my paper skin ablaze?
burn the rough draft’s old ways,
become the crest of a new wave?

Take the twine and throw it away.
Pour some wine and call it a day.
Take the rope --

Medicated doesn’t mean sedated.