Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pharmacy, artist - Ubi. Date of issue: 25.07.2019
Song language: English
Pharmacy |
| Hundred days I slept alone |
| Faded off of methadone |
| Use it as a stepping stone |
| Now my fade is set in stone |
| More the take, the less I know |
| Boy I made a mess I know |
| Asking me if I’m okay |
| I’d rather just be left alone |
| A bump of coke, numb my nose |
| Headed down a bumpy road |
| Spend a couple months alone |
| Caught up in a undertow |
| I was feeling wonderful |
| But now I’m so uncomfortable |
| Lightning crashing, thunder rolling |
| I’m fighting for my fucking soul |
| Wifey come in and cut the coke |
| Living like my life is trash |
| And I am in a rush to go |
| Vanished in a puff of smoke |
| Panic cause I’m broke |
| How the fuck am I suppose to sleep tonight |
| Now I’m close to fiending |
| Fight the feeling, I ain’t feeling right |
| Isolated with my thoughts |
| That’s what I prefer to be |
| Think you giving gifts to get me lifted bitch you cursing me |
| I wonder if it’s purposely |
| Now I need it urgently |
| But ain’t no sense of urgency |
| And I can feel the urge in me |
| You come between me and my demon, you be pushed aside |
| Think I might skip out of town tonight, I’m 'bout to book a flight |
| Had my future looking bright, I don’t know what happened to it |
| Running down this path of ruin, now I’m Under Bad Influence |
| Started as a teen when I was smoking marijuana see |
| Told my family look away from me, no you don’t wanna see |
| Dance with Mr. Brownstone, and plunge it in my artery |
| Now what I cook up in spoon is permanently part of me |
| Open wide and swallow me, hope my son don’t follow me |
| Told my girl don’t coddle me and told my friend don’t father me |
| Go away don’t bother me, just please don’t let my mama see |
| Sick without a cure I need a script from out the pharmacy |
| I try my hand in Vyvanse, Percocet, Ritalin, and Adderall |
| Welbutrin and Trazodone, Seroquel and Risperdal |
| Vivitrol, Lamotrigine, Cymbalta, and Rufenal |
| Propofol, Abilify, Topamax, and Tramadol |
| Klonopin and Lithium, Depakote and Diazepam |
| Vicodin, Celexa, Gabapentin, and an Ativan |
| Loratadine, Fentanyl, Lexapro, Zyprexa |
| And a 100 other fucking drugs you don’t know the effect of |
| I need Vodka, Tequila, I need Bourbon, Scotch, Whiskey |
| I need Gin without the tonic, I won’t ever stop stiffly |
| I won’t ever quit quickly, when I quit I get sickly |
| Sipping now I got tipsy, let my nemesis get me |
| Now to start my car I breathalyze |
| My brain drain anesthetized |
| Told me I’m depressed but they ain’t tell me 'bout SSRIs |
| Opioid affect alive, a crisis causing death to rise |
| Pharmaceutical, they serve 'em 'cross the counter, weaponize |
| Searching for another fix, how the fuck it come to this |
| Angry with the government brother and I am numb as shit |
| Take a chance and run the risk of shaking hands with scum to get a couple grams, |
| I catch a lick but I can’t get enough of it |
| Focalin to stay awake, Xanny just to sleep at night |
| Trouble with addiction causing friction now I’m demonized |
| Staring at the reaper’s eyes |
| I don’t think nobody else can save me but you’re free to try |
| Catch another felony and I’ll be facing three to five |
| Running from reality, won’t let my children see my eyes |
| 'Stead of playing hide and seek with him |
| I’m playing seek and hide |
| If I end up overdosing dead, nobody’d be surprised |
| A relief from pain in exchange for altered brain chemistry |
| A ball and chain, it seem they always make the same recipe |
| Profit off the sick and poor, it’s not a major mystery |
| They monetize the cure and lace the cure you gave me with disease |
| Open wide and swallow me, hope my son don’t follow me |
| Told my girl don’t coddle me and told my friend don’t father me |
| Go away don’t bother me, just please don’t let my mama see |
| Sick without a remedy unless I get the pharmacy |