Lyrics How Many People - Joelistics

How Many People

Alice is embarrassed by the thoughts in her head
And she thinks too much, she starts to get scared
Doctors told her, she was bipolar
Put her on prescription pills like that would solve it
It didn’t quell the low self-esteem
And the guys that she falls for treat her so mean
They tear off strips until there ain’t nothing left
But she can give back just as good as she gets
And she gets so worked up then down in the dumps
Can’t hold a steady job, unemployed for months
The drugs aren’t something that she does for fun
They’re just a way to stay comfortably numb
She says the world will cut you deep
It creeps and it eats up all the dreams you keep
But when the music begin and she starts to move
She is the bright light shining inside the room
She cries tears and they stream down her face
All beyond her years and she never feels safe
Well talking helps and she melts and dissolves
Can’t help thinking that the world is cold
In dreams she sees him, wakes up screaming
She can smell the beer on his breath and hear his breathing
They used to share the same name
Now she’ll never trust men again, simple and plain
Therapy helps but she still blames herself
The guilt and the shame of the regular hell
If she could she would send him straight to the grave
But she knows someday all debts get paid
I know her story, I am in awe of her strength
You just see a junkie who’s life is a mess
In a society so quick to judge
So quick to get drunk, not so quick to reflect
It’s easier to demonise an addict as a threat
A failure, a monster, a joke, a lost cause
It ain’t about the high, it’s the mental health
Alice didn’t need prison, she just needed some help
How many people do you know completely sober?
How many people do you know who self-medicate?
How many people do you know who on occasion take a little something something
just to take the pain away?
How many people do you know who have a problem?
How many people do you know with excuses?
How many people do you know who are wrestling with demons, and memories and
invisible bruises?
Cameron had a habit of having a fucking habit
Couldn’t figure out how to kick it into submission
It was killing him slowly, it was losing him friends
But something about the high always got him in the end
Nobody said it would be easy
He knew it, he wasn’t looking for pity
He knew the city was up to no good
Getting dizzy, he lay in the rhythm
And run a mock everyday with a singular vision
He was born in the belly of the beast
Where the beast feasts on the belly of the deceased
He would sleep underneath bright neon street signs
Quick on the rewind, flip it on the b side
He’d spent enough nights sleeping in the park
To know a dollar wasn’t too much to ask for
And he would kick with the homeless, the hopeless, the hounded
Somehow he would fit in with the outlaws
And in the cracks and the fissures
The city was a vicious little animal without inhibitions
He would look but he couldn’t tell the difference
Between the saints and the sinners, the heroes and the villains
A brother in prison, a sister in the system
He never knew his dad and his mum was indifferent
Listen, we all make the best of the life we get
But some get a lot less to begin with
Yeah
How many people do you know completely sober?
How many people do you know who self-medicate?
How many people do you know who on occasion take a little something something
just to take the pain away?
How many people do you know who have a problem?
How many people do you know with excuses?
How many people do you know who are wrestling with demons, memories and
invisible bruises?
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache
I ain’t trying to judge nobody’s ache