Pill

Bloodshot eyes stare wildly
Just looking for a reason
Chemicals come on mildly
Within the mystic season
Watching stars drift slowly
I cast my gaze inward
Walking amongst the lowly
My skin feels awkward

Panic races through fear
Walking across the wire
Muted sound going clear
As my pulse spikes higher
Crash off the fucking cliff
Connection has went offline
All my limbs growing stiff
On prescriptions I dine

For whatever makes us ill
They’ll invent another pill