"Withdrawals" lyrics
I got a million ideas
Like writing music
Doing science
Reading novels
Making dinner
Nothing ever gets finished
Because I get so distracted with the thoughts in my head
I got a vivid imagination but a strong sense of dread
'Cause when it starts getting better, it never get better
And one thing leads to another. Then I'm stuck inside my head again
And now I'm screaming at my therapist and I know she does her best
But I got 99 problems that medication can't fix
I have a deficit of attention
Can't focus on myself
She said, "We'll try you on 'Ritalin'. It'll sort itself out. You'll get better."
And now I'm sitting in my room
And I'm trying to write another song
It's how I vent about my problems
And I hope you guys enjoyed the last one
Got a sharp sense of focus
But I'm focused on the fact
That I can never leave my house
'Cause I've got crippling depression
It starts getting better, but never gets better
And one thing leads to another. Then I'm stuck inside my head again
And now I'm screaming at my therapist and I know she does her best
But I got 99 problems that medication can't fix
I must have low serotonin
I'm unhappy with myself
She said, "We'll try you on 'Prozac'. It'll sort itself out. You'll get better."
And now I suffer from anxiety
'Cause I know this isn't real
I'm running from the problems
That my brain told me to feel
I know that I have issues
I know that I am sick
But I got a bigger problem
I'm becoming addicted
And now I suffer from anxiety
'Cause I know this isn't real
I'm running from the problems
That my brain told me to feel
And I know that I have issues
I know that I am sick
But I got a bigger problem
I'm becoming addicted
And now I'm screaming at my therapist and I know she does her best
But I got 99 problems that medication can't fix
And I'm developing a habit
And I just need help
She said, "You'll suffer withdrawals. It'll make you feel dead. It gets better."
It starts getting better, but never gets better
And one thing leads to another. Then I'm stuck inside my head again
Like writing music
Doing science
Reading novels
Making dinner
Nothing ever gets finished
Because I get so distracted with the thoughts in my head
I got a vivid imagination but a strong sense of dread
'Cause when it starts getting better, it never get better
And one thing leads to another. Then I'm stuck inside my head again
And now I'm screaming at my therapist and I know she does her best
But I got 99 problems that medication can't fix
I have a deficit of attention
Can't focus on myself
She said, "We'll try you on 'Ritalin'. It'll sort itself out. You'll get better."
And now I'm sitting in my room
And I'm trying to write another song
It's how I vent about my problems
And I hope you guys enjoyed the last one
Got a sharp sense of focus
But I'm focused on the fact
That I can never leave my house
'Cause I've got crippling depression
It starts getting better, but never gets better
And one thing leads to another. Then I'm stuck inside my head again
And now I'm screaming at my therapist and I know she does her best
But I got 99 problems that medication can't fix
I must have low serotonin
I'm unhappy with myself
She said, "We'll try you on 'Prozac'. It'll sort itself out. You'll get better."
And now I suffer from anxiety
'Cause I know this isn't real
I'm running from the problems
That my brain told me to feel
I know that I have issues
I know that I am sick
But I got a bigger problem
I'm becoming addicted
And now I suffer from anxiety
'Cause I know this isn't real
I'm running from the problems
That my brain told me to feel
And I know that I have issues
I know that I am sick
But I got a bigger problem
I'm becoming addicted
And now I'm screaming at my therapist and I know she does her best
But I got 99 problems that medication can't fix
And I'm developing a habit
And I just need help
She said, "You'll suffer withdrawals. It'll make you feel dead. It gets better."
It starts getting better, but never gets better
And one thing leads to another. Then I'm stuck inside my head again
