PRESCRIBE ft. hitbox Lyrics

Doctor please help my child

Please someone

I think they've gone wild

Their teacher say that they can't concentrate

Sitting at a desk for 6 hours a day

Miss, miss

Please calm down

I have a solution for you

We'll prescribe them some amphetamines

And study every last move

Until we know what it means

No results

Up the dosage

See if that'll do the trick

No results

Up the dosage

See if that'll do the trick

Every day

The wires inside their mind evaporate

The look on their face

Who knows what they could be hiding

Who knows what they could be planning

Who knows what they could be thinking

The amount of people that I've known

That suffered injury

Now trapped in decades of addiction

For daring to look for help

Over prescribed to line the pockets

Of fuckers that have never cared

The only country where this is normal

The thought of it makes me sick

Fuck

How many cases

Does it take

For us to burn it down

Prescribe

Prescribe

Prescribe if you want to stay alive

Doctors don't give a fuck

As long as their pockets stay lined

Don't deny

Accept it this time

The boss makes a dollar you will always make a dime

Broken system killing us

if not physically then mentally

Making zombies out of my friends

Showing plenty more to an early grave

My child used to be happy

But not anymore

My child used to be happy

But not anymore

Not anymore

Not anymore

Not anymore