I Feel Like I'm Taking Crazy Pills

Oh my God, have you seen my medicine?
I need it to keep my head upon these shoulders,
and keep the beast inside at bay,
keep the beast inside at bay.

Oh my God, have you seen my medicine?
I need it to keep my head upon these shoulders,
and keep the beast inside at bay,
keep the beast inside at bay.

There is love, but I like fucking.
There a drugs, if I am lucky.

And a mother's arms, extend like the track marks from your brother's arms,
and they pour it out, into these bottles of addictions,
and roaches that form in the palm of your little baby boy,
you cover up the killings,
and you, cover up the killings.

This is a battle with the bottle and I'm losing it, I am losing it.