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Feb 2013
Doctor help me
give me the pill
the prescription
the fix it all
I’ll buy into the system
just take away the feeling
the shrink he says somethings wrong with me
its my brain
please Doctor
I’m begging  
scam me
give me the drug
the prescription
the fix it all
make me numb
and you could be numb too
we all have a problem
we all have a disorder
we are all bipolar, attention deficit, borderline or depressed
you see there is a name for your problems and a pill that can solve them
now you're hooked too huh?
now you buy into the system
its an ugly addiction
we’re all addicted to the high
addicted to the ****** the Lithium the Prozac
the antidepressants and the mood stabilizers
we all live and breath the fix it all system
over diagnosed zombies
lacking responsibility we beg
Doctor help me
tell me somethings wrong with me
tell me its not my fault
tell me you will give me my fix it all
ChubbehMonkey
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