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Pill Box Tales
I've been on drugs since I was 9
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where I'd be without drugs
What kind of person would I have been...
If I was never pinned down and
Filtered so heavily as a small child
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where I'd be without drugs
What kind of person would I have been...
If I was never pinned down and
Filtered so heavily as a small child
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