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letra de coming off my meds - reece sullivan

oh, honey, i can hardly speak
i think my tongue is filled with lead
i look in the distance to the peak
and i think i might go to bed
aw, those are words that i might tweak
or else it’s all just in my head
or else my spirit’s sprung a leak
or else my soul has not been fed
oh, i’ve had an awful week
& i’m coming off my meds
oh, i’ve had an awful week
or else it’s all just in my head

don’t turn back, babe, i’m comin’ around the bend
i’m gettin’ back on track, babe
try not to condescend
they thought they had me sacked, babe
but i got up and went again, friend
i’d been listenin’ to some quacks
oh, those sorts that move in packs
but it’s time to start again
i’m coming around the bend
i’m trying to make amends
try not to condescend

oh, take a moment for reprieve
take some time to just relax
there are points you should concede
try to square off with the facts
try to follow where they lead
try to think before you act
try to turn the word to deed
try to live and not look back
try to say just what you mean
but try to use a little tact
& don’t get stuck off in one scene
you gotta move and not look back
aw, man, it’s happened all too quick
something slipped, yet i’ve survived
though i feel i’ve been beaten with a stick
no, those ain’t words that i’ve contrived
at times i thought i might go get sick
but i just let out a little sigh
oh, i’ve thought it had me l!cked
but i’m gonna make it if i try
it’s happened all too quick
this ain’t words that i contrived
i feel beaten with a stick

oh, god, i’ve tried to make it known
i’ve opened up the lid
you’ve seen what i have shown
i ain’t kept nothing hid
oh, we’ve feel the winds have blown
no more time to play or kid
oh, we’re due up on the loan
and it doesn’t matter what we did
still, it ain’t nothing they can clone
it ain’t nothing on which to bid
it ain’t nothing they can own
i haven’t kept it hid
and i’ve tried to drive this home
oh, i need a wealthy little girl
one with trimmings and with lace
or else a higher standard wh0re
one with a little ol’ pretty little face
aw, i oughta get out in the world
not be so caught up in this race
with these rat-like little squirrels
trying to keep up with the pace
who live and die by business morals
who cannot see past what is base
who with batons that twist and twirl
but unlikely ever leave a trace
i need a well raised girl
one with wealth and with taste
i need to get out in the world
not be so caught up in this race

alt verse:
oh, babe, i’m closing up the deal
and you think of me today
and now you know this sh-t’s for real
it ain’t some act that i have feigned
not something yet to be revealed
though i admit a bit insane
but not some show that i have billed
what this is is very plain
neither hidden nor concealed
aw, hear me out ol’ babe
& don’t give me no flack until
what it is is very plain
what this is is very real

- reece sullivan

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