sedgwick - Stolen Years

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

Written by:
Sean Sedgwick

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