Prozac Nation Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, woah

(Tears of Joy)

I'm on fucking go

Cause I can't find my home

(Spder)

Yeah, I'm tryna be the greatest

Won't crash out, Prozac nation

I'm doing this all for Grayson, now

I know he watching me blazin'

Sorry, just tryna find my place in life

Working on my patience

I'm just tryna take my fuckin' time

Take a grain a salt from my mind

Finally resolved my grind

Imagine your thoughts televised

Feel like a sauce mastermind

Fucked up driving

Wish this bitch had autopilot

On my way to hills of silence

I still have no fuckin' guidance

So used to imperfection (flaw)

Melancholy, my complexion (yeah)

Sorry, didn't get the message (no)

Still cleaning up my messes (basuda)

I've been so restless

Don't remember signing up for life

Didn't get the catches, I never asked for this

I couldn't grasp my grip

I almost crashed my whip

Life flash for a split second, mental desperate

Played devil's advocate

I'm never at my crib

Looked down on my wrists

Blood and mistakes, how'd I live

The smoke veers

How could I get over both fears

Not finna shead over old tears

Going two-hundred, don't care if the coast clear

I can't sleep, needa get out, needa retreat

Everyday feels like a repeat

Got a box full of memories, need it empty, oh lord

Don't know if I deserve

To walk planet earth

Shit been so hard, yeah

Curse my unwanted birth

I don't even know my worth

Ima grab the rope and climb my way up

Yeah, I'm tryna be the greatest

Won't crash out, Prozac nation

I'm doing this all for Grayson, now

I know he watching me blazin'

Sorry, just tryna find my place in life

Working on my patience

I'm just tryna take my fuckin' time

Take a grain a salt from my mind

Finally resolved my grind

Imagine your thoughts televised

Feel like a sauce mastermind

Fucked up driving

Wish this bitch had autopilot

On my way to hills of silence

I still have no fuckin' guidance