C I seen pain, I felt the losses F Attended funerals and seen coffins Em Twenty-one years old, an angel was lost here D5 Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of C Oxycontin everyday through the nostrils F Never went away, never does it stop there Em Death a line or two away and a couple tall cans D5 Cause you never know when God is gonna call, man C Precious, what we all share F I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw him Em Was in the hands of the pallbearer D5 What if I would've never gone and dropped him off there? C Blaming myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!" F Twenty-one years old with a book of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe Em Only thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose D5 He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow N.C. Just get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows N.C. Then it's Wednesday, then it's "fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow" N.C. Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go chug a bottle N.C. Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem C And escape this world, vacate this world F Cause I hate myself Em D5 No praying's gonna cure this pain [Chorus 1] C F Em D5 Doctor please, give me a dose of the American Dream C F Put down the pen and look in my eyes Em D5 We're in the waiting room and something ain't right C F Em D5 All this is on you, we're overprescribed [Verse 2] C For me and Kev F He went up in jail, institutions are dead Em And with our lives, we play Russian Roulette D5 And try to find a life where we could be content C Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize F The fear of being alive Em And now my little brother is in the sky D5 From a pill that a doctor prescribed C That a drug dealing billion dollar industry supplied F And the cops never go and profile at night Em Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic with the white top they sell to you D5 Has us looking for the answers and that instead of you C Quick fix, whatever'll do, we just gonna neglect the truth F Because a doctor with a license played God and said it's cool N.C. Played God and said it's cool N.C. But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him N.C. I blame the pharmacy companies N.C. And country that spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves N.C. Politicians and business and jail N.C. Public defenders and judges who fail N.C. Look at Kevin, look at Kevin N.C. Now he's wrapped in plastic N.C. First dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet N.C. Got anxiety, better go and give him a Xanax N.C. Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien N.C. 'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a mannequin N.C. Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions you're handing him N.C. So America, is it really worth it? I'm asking you [Chorus 2] C Em Am F Doctor please, give me a dose of the American Dream C Em Put down the pen and look in my eyes Am F We're in the waiting room and something ain't right C Em Am F All this is on you, we're overprescribed C Am C F [Outro] C Am Doctor, your medicine and your methods C F Can't cure my disease without killing me C Am You're killing me, you're killing me C F You're killing me, you're killing me C Am Doctor, your medicine and your methods C F Can't cure my disease without killing me C F You're killing me, you're killing me Em F You're killing me, you're killing me
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