Medicated Kyle
I’m dosed up on medicine suitable for a schizophrenic
All because I have a tendency to panic
You can’t ease my pain with the pills you dispense
I guess I need therapy but the thought makes me tense
Why do I have such a problem dealing with my pain
Why does it seem impossible to make any mental gain
Because it is so hard to see when you are blind as a bat
And it’s so hard to feel thin when you think you are fat
It’s so hard to look good when you feel so strange
Kind of like wanting good hair when you are suffering from mange
It is hard to feel smart when people keep calling you dumb
It’s is so hard to feel anything when your mind is so numb
When I eat food it is so hard to taste the flavor
When I have a good moment my medicine won’t allow me to savor
I want some help but I don’t want it from a pill
Especially one that will rob me from having any sort of thrill
I feel so dead I now find it hard to smile
And while I’m on these drugs I am just medicated Kyle
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