And there's people on medication
All over this town
For depression and anxiety
They turned it around
What did they do in the old day,
When they were feeling obscure?
Did they drink themselves silly?
Or did they have their own cure?
Peop
People
I have a hard time in the morning
Getting up or
I'm not sure what it means
But sometimes it hurts
So many people do things
That they would rather not do
They drag themselves through life
Like they have no choice to be you
Peop
People
And there's people with their mission
All over this town
Witch their vision and imprecision
Gonna fill up their crown
So many people just go and go
They never stop
Do they do it for glory
Or money, or what?
Peop
People
People
And there's people on medication
All over this town
For depression and anxiety
They turned it around
What did they do in the old days
When they were feeling obscure?
Did they drink themselves silly?
Or did they have their own cure?
Or did they have their own cure
Or did they have their own cure
Or did they have their own cure
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