| D.M.C. |
| we have a mid 30s male
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| Found down unresponsive
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| Possible over dose
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| Substance unknown
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| Pulse is 60 and thready
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| Respiration’s 8 he’s intubated
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| And we’re bagging him now
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| Uuh B.P. |
| 90 over palp
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| Patient cool pale and diaphoretic
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| Has aspirated
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| Uuh G.S.C. |
| is 3
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| We’ll update en route
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| E.T.A. |
| 10 minutes
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| As I fall deeper into a manic state
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| I’m a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict trait
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| Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate
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| I seem to gravitate to the bottle of NyQuil then I salivate
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| Start off with the NyQuil like I think I’ll just have a taste
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| Couple of sips of that then I gradually graduate
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| To a harder prescription drug called Valium like ya that’s great
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| I go to take just one and I end up like having eight
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| Now I need something in my stomach cause I haven’t ate
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| Maybe I’ll grab a plate of nachos and I’ll have a steak
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| And you’d think with all I have at stake
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| Look at my daughter’s face… «Mommy, something is wrong with dad, I think.
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| He’s acting weird again he’s really beginning to scare me.
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| Won’t shave his beard again and he pretends he doesn’t hear me.
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| And all he does is eat dorritos and cheetos.
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| And he just fell asleep in his car eating three musketeers in the rear seat.»
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| Sometimes I feel so alone,
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| I just don’t know,
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| Feels like I been down this road before.
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| So lonely and cold.
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| It’s like something takes over me,
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| Soon as I go home and close the door.
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| Kinda feels like déjà vu.
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| I wanna get away from this place I do.
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| But I can’t and I won’t say I tried but I know that’s a lie cause I don’t
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| And why? |
| I just don’t know…
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| Maybe just a nice cold brew what’s a beer
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| That’s the devil in my ear I been sober a fucking year
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| And that fucker still talks to me he is all I can fucking hear
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| Marshall, come on, we’ll watch the game it’s the cowboys and buccaneers.
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| And maybe if I just drink half I’ll be half buzzed for half of the time
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| Who’s that mastermind behind that little line?
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| With that kind of rational man I got half a mind
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| To have another half of glass of wine sound asinine
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| Ya I know
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| But I never had no problem with alcohol
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| Ouch, look out for the wall aim for the couch I’m about to fall
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| I missed the couch and down I go looking like a bouncy ball
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| Shit must have knocked me out 'cause I ain’t feel the ground at all
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| Wow, what the fuck happened last night, where am I?
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| Man fuck am I hungover and god damn I got a head ache
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| Shit half a Vicodin, why can’t I?
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| «All systems ready for take off, please, stand by»
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| Sometimes I feel so alone,
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| I just don’t know,
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| Feels like I been down this road before,
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| So lonely and cold,
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| It’s like something takes over me,
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| Soon as I go home and close the door,
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| Kinda feels like déjà vu.
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| I wanna get away from this place I do.
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| But I can’t and I won’t say I tried but I know that’s a lie cause I don’t
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| And why? |
| I just don’t know…
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| So I take a vicodin splash it hits my stomach and ah
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| A couple weeks go by it ain’t even like I’m getting high
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| Now I need it just not to feel sick ya I’m getting by
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| Wouldn’t even be taking this shit if deshaun didn’t die
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| Oh ya there’s an excuse you lose proof so you use
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| There’s new rules it’s cool if it’s helping you to get through
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| It’s twelve noon ain’t no harm in self inducing a snooze
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| What else is new? |
| Fuck it, what would Elvis do in your shoes?
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| Now here I am three months later full blown relapse
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| Just get high until the kids get home from school homes relax
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| And since I’m convinced that I’m insomniac I need these pills to be able to
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| sleep so I take 3 naps
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| Just to be able to function throughout the day let’s see
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| That’s an Ambien each nap how many Valium? |
| Three.
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| And that will average out to about one good hours sleep
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| OK, so now you see the reason how come he
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| Has taken four years just to put out an album beat
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| See me and you we almost had the same outcome heath
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| Cause that Christmas you know the whole pneumonia thing
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| It was Bologna was it the methadone ya think
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| Or the hydrocodone you hide inside your pornos
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| Your VCR tape cases with you Ambient CR great places to hide ain’t it
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| So you can lie to Hallie
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| I’m going beddy bye Whitney baby good night Alaina
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| Go in the room and shut the bedroom door and wake up in ambulance
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| They said they found me on the bathroom floor… Damn
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| Sometimes I feel so alone,
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| I just don’t know,
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| Feels like I been down this road before,
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| So lonely and cold,
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| It’s like something takes over me,
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| Soon as I go home and close the door.
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| Kinda feels like déjà vu.
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| I wanna get away from this place I do.
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| But I can’t and I won’t say I tried but I know that’s a lie cause I don’t.
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| And why? |
| I just don’t know… |