MADWRLD (QUETIAPINE)
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Woke up feeling lost in space Just trying to forget that place Just trying to forget that room They wouldn't turn the lights off for you So what happens to the broken glass And the mirror behind that fact And the mirror behind that wall And the one in the corner of the room Cause every idol has an ounce of truth You pick your poison and I pick mine too But who's picking the deadlier fruit? And you're acting like you ate the truth Why would you do this to me? Gave me that Quetiapine And now I'm seeing things When I'm trying to get to sleep Make me take mysterious drugs And then you say it's my fault When I start seeing ghosts Turns out you can't trust your gut But it's still better than those fucking cunts Overprescribe 'til it makes you cut Overprice basic life-saving drugs You'd think it wouldn't be this way The smartest people in the worst array And the pills make you feel even worse More psychosis than you walked in the door with Why would you do this to me? Gave me that Quetiapine And now I'm seeing things When I'm trying to get to sleep How could you send me to Hell? And tell me that it's my fault When I start burning up?
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