Stolen Years

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It's like I'm barely moving at six hundred miles an hour 
I'll be dead, gone, and buried before I'm ever in power 
Of the thoughts that slip between my grips and drip into an ocean 
A bleak and hollow chasm so I dip into the potion 

Prescription or a shot 
Doesn't matter what you got 
Don't know if I'll be myself 
It might be better if I'm not 

So I'll sip another drink
No control of what I think  
And I don't know how to stop it 
Maybe I should see a shrink 

He'll ask me all about all of the shit that I've been through 
He'll say man that is awful but I have a cure for you 
Just take this little pill with water every single day 
Then it will numb the madness that is making you this way 

Don't know what keeps me terrified and paralyzed in fear 
I pray it will just fix itself and wipe away the tears 
It must run in the family with the countless stolen years
And maybe it's just something that I'm not ready to hear 

And maybe I need help 
And maybe it's okay 
And maybe I need help 
And maybe it's okay 

It's like I'm barely moving at six hundred miles an hour 
I'll be dead, gone, and buried before I'm ever in power 
Of the thoughts that slip between my grips and drip into an ocean 
A bleak and hollow chasm so I dip into the potion 

Prescription or a shot 
Doesn't matter what you got 
Don't know if I'll be myself 
It might be better if I'm not 

So I'll sip another drink
No control of what I think  
And I don't know how to stop it 
Maybe I should see a shrink 

I'll tell him it's been like this since the moment I was born 
Forgive me if I'm hopeless but I've seen it all before 
I've done all of my homework and you're telling me there's more
Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor 

Your brain is all unbalanced, twisted up and out of whack 
You need to sort it out or you will have a heart attack 
Don't need a shot of vodka just to feel like you can breathe 
You're stuck inside your head and this will finally let you leave 

And maybe I need help 
And maybe it's okay 
And maybe I need help 
And maybe it's okay 

It's like I'm barely moving at six hundred miles an hour 
I'll be dead, gone, and buried before I'm ever in power 
Of the thoughts that slip between my grips and drip into an ocean 
A bleak and hollow chasm so I dip into the potion 

Prescription or a shot 
Doesn't matter what you got 
Don't know if I'll be myself 
It might be better if I'm not 

So I'll sip another drink
No control of what I think  
And I don't know how to stop it 
Maybe I should see a shrink, yeah

It's like I'm barely moving at six hundred miles an hour 
I'll be dead, gone, and buried before I'm ever in power 
Of the thoughts that slip between my grips and drip into an ocean 
A bleak and hollow chasm so I dip into the potion 

Prescription or a shot 
Doesn't matter what you got 
Don't know if I'll be myself 
It might be better if I'm not 

So I'll sip another drink
No control of what I think  
And I don't know how to stop it 
Maybe I should see a shrink

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