Doctor please help my child
Please someone
I think they've gone wild
Their teacher say that they can't concentrate
Sitting at a desk for 6 hours a day
Miss, miss
Please calm down
I have a solution for you
We'll prescribe them some amphetamines
And study every last move
Until we know what it means
No results
Up the dosage
See if that'll do the trick
No results
Up the dosage
See if that'll do the trick
Every day
The wires inside their mind evaporate
The look on their face
Who knows what they could be hiding
Who knows what they could be planning
Who knows what they could be thinking
The amount of people that I've known
That suffered injury
Now trapped in decades of addiction
For daring to look for help
Over prescribed to line the pockets
Of fuckers that have never cared
The only country where this is normal
The thought of it makes me sick
Fuck
How many cases
Does it take
For us to burn it down
Prescribe
Prescribe
Prescribe if you want to stay alive
Doctors don't give a fuck
As long as their pockets stay lined
Don't deny
Accept it this time
The boss makes a dollar you will always make a dime
Broken system killing us
If not physically then mentally
Making zombies out of my friends
Showing plenty more to an early grave
My child used to be happy
But not anymore
My child used to be happy
But not anymore
Not anymore
Not anymore
Not anymore