Lyrics

I'm still sick i'm still glitched i'm still blitzed Sipping on the methadone the still-sick metronome Ticking on the brain like a migraine The doctor told me jump so i said 'how sane?' I'm mixed up a lemonhead with the lemon drop With yola on the rim that ain't no sugar like a soda pop Laying up coughing i've been ill for days They've got me popping more pills than an pill brigade Now when i'm home from the shrink i was chillin' man Cuz every visit they were bumping up my milligrams I need a shot of bourbon a scotch and a beer I drink alone 'til i'm zoned like a bombardier Flying higher than high with a sick death wish I'll crash land on your back like an ill slippеd disc They hold the meds likе a threat see I wanna get better but they won't let me You know we're still sick I don't think no one's listening The bi-poler the high roller They got more coke than coca-cola Eyeballs roam like motor-rolas On the bc scene with those bc meds I smoke that bc green 'til my brain's half dead Just working in a cubicle i need some pharmaceuticals It's not unusual to see that crystal on my cuticles Auto deficiency the quickening cripple the beat The hmo saw me coming & tripled the fee I need a medicator dopamine regulator & they can check my theta if it comes with shot of jager A dose of nyquil a xany & a percocet Ran out of paxil & strung out on the side effects I'm still here since they gave me the business Came in here for body work but left with the sickness Klonopin & alcohol are killing the pain But a little birdie told me i'm still ill in the brain You know we're still sick I don't think no one's listening