Doctor’s Orders -The Illustrator

Waking up face down in a puddle of sweat
Start to recall I was trying to get
Some peace of mind, to pass the time
When the fuck do I start feeling fine?
I’m ten years deep of trying to fix myself
Pushing everyone away
The sooner you realize you can’t help me
The better off you’ll be

I’ve got some problems and I’m not the only one
The doctor comments says that nothing can be done
This medication that I seek
Can turn my nightmares into dreams
Unless you got some kind of remedy
Then stay the fuck away from me

Another session down
A conversation where I don’t make a sound
Each question more useless than the last
«How does that make you feel?»
«Could you go a little more in depth?»
Just write my script and I’m on my way
To rid this pain that I’ve got in my chest

Every little thing to cross my mind
Has found a way to take up all my time
No matter the pain keep my head from working over time
Day after day
Make my way through these thoughts in my brain
Each one causing me to go insane

Doctor please
I’m on my knees
Begging you to put my mind at ease
Give me something to let me sleep

I’ve got some problems and I’m not the only one
The doctor comments says that nothing can be done
This medication that I seek
Can turn my nightmares in to dreams
Unless you got some kind of remedy
Then stay the fuck away from me

I’ve made mistakes
I’ve done my wrongs
I’ve given it all just to write this song
To let you know you’re not alone

You know what? I’m actually getting pretty fucking tired of hearing everyone tell me what the fuck is wrong with me
Maybe it’s time I say some shit about you

What the fuck are you doing here?
Why the fuck is this your career?
To sit there judging all of us for the problems that you fucking cause

Joke
Fake

I’ve got some problems and I’m not the only one
The doctor comments says that nothing can be done
This medication that I seek
Can turn my nightmares in to dreams
Unless you got some kind of remedy
Then stay the fuck away from me

Doctor’s Orders -The Illustrator