On this Ritalin, I am slow Brains aren't racing Thoughts don't go Oh, I'm so productive Ask anybody; they'd know But my creative spark suffocates Under the Ritalin filled glow.
I can't even tell you how hard it can be When every word you say doesn't go past me I can hear every syllable Every motion I do see Then my brain melts at the pressure Not spouting off wittily
They say I speak normally The words come out so true But to me they sound labored So slow and confused I have thought into every motion of my vocal cords abuse And feel every vibration to my tingled lips amuse
Some times I'm real happy no way my spirit'll shake Some times I'm real sad It's more than I can take Sometimes I don't feel anything That's a feeling I just can't shake Sometimes I feel everything And I'm waiting for my head to break
My doctor never gave me Ritalin As a kid I never did have But now I'm all grown up And this time I've a' bottle in hand I used to let my mind race Daydream of robot bands Now I've let these pills run coarse N' hourglass runs on Ritalin slowed sands