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letra de all the meds - charcom

[intro]
yeah, .com
ay, yeah, yeah

[hook]
all the meds, making me feel dead
all the pills, just to get me to bed
what is real? and what is just in my head?
i can’t feel, and i don’t know what’s ahead

[verse 1]
if i must confess
these days how i’m feeling
got me real depressed
i been obsessed with all the things around me gettin stressed
i’m soft, i’m soft i need a rest
i wish i was bulletproof like a vest
where do i see the light?
how do i find guidance?
i don’t wanna fight
i’m tryna be the kindest guy
but when these women actin shy
i wish i could know why
why i’m feeling so low, so that i could feel so high
way above the sky
i just wanna fly, i don’t wanna feel like i’m about to die or let the world p-ss me by
yeah

[hook]
all the meds, making me feel dead
all the pills, just to get me to bed
what is real? and what is just in my head?
i can’t feel, and i don’t know what’s ahead

[verse 2]
‘cause life is a gift
too much weight on my back that i can’t seem to lift
and my back’s gettin really stiff
when i think about it, my mind seems to drift beyond the stars
then everything starts to shift and i’m on mars
no gravity, i feel nothing holdin’ me down
well, actually i feel the pressure that surrounds
all my agony is just sendin’ me into the ground, yeah
i wanna see the bright side
i wanna be the one who gives advice
i wish i could look up at the bright side
and see my future like there’s no one i abide by
and no more getting tired

[hook]
all the meds, making me feel dead
all the pills, just to get me to bed
what is real? and what is just in my head?
i can’t feel the things that i read

[verse 3]
in those books
where everything turns out okay
got such good looks
but no one gives me the time of day
got me shook
will i ever find a way?
but, i’m the cook, in the studio feelin’ like bobby flay
okay, i’m cooking up beats just to get my word across
so please take a seat, ‘cause i can’t take another loss
this week, i feel like i lost my sauce, not at my peak
not even close to feeling like the boss, i’m feeling weak
my heart gets thinner than floss when we speak
i’m losing my own thoughts
i’m never takin’ the shots that i should take
i’m losing the opportunities that i could take

[hook]
all the meds, making me feel dead
all the pills, just to get me to bed
what is real? and what is just in my head?
i can’t feel and i don’t know what’s ahead

[outro]
i’m feelin’ lousy (all the meds)
the world’s gettin cloudy (all the meds)
keep on hunting me down like a bounty (all the meds)
i’m gettin’ rowdy, i’m gettin rowdy (all the meds)
ay, all the meds
.com

- charcom

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