Prescription - Gob

Go!

Alright!

We walk it straight and narrow

We take this path straight to hell

We want a quick solution

We put ourselves inside a pill

Damnation, salvation can’t see a difference anyway

We get so medicated that we don’t even care

We’ve got to be put to rest

After we’re born to death

You see I just met you

And now I’m trying to forget you

I get so disconnected

I lose my love everyday

I lose it on the street and

Freak out, well and I don’t know what to say

I don’t know, I don’t know what to say

I don’t know where to begin

I know I don’t belong (out of the law)

We’ve got to be put to rest

After we’re born too death

Gravity makes a sound

Pills mean, so get ill, get infected

No sweat just give us injections

You feel sentimental

Deleted memory nothing special

You see I just met you

And now I’m trying to forget you

Fuck you, I’m temperamental

Self defense is fundamental

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel alright

We fight to feel, we fight!