Midst Of War - Bullets Lyrics

My hands, feel concrete.
Throat is caving in.
The doctors, medicine.
Gotta make that call again.
Fighting, dying
Every single day, this anxiety.
Come back now, for a check up.
To believe that someone gives a f*ck.
Put that bottle to my head.
Try to figure out as I have another round.
All these thoughts come racing in.
Feeling like the season, finding me a reason.
Keep that bullet loaded close.
You're never gonna know, until you let it go.
Lie me down in your control.
Say that you can ease me, all you do is tease me.
Back again, the old medicine
The only thing that calms these demons.
I need a break, for f*ck's sake.
My whole world is caving in on me.
What's it take, to kill the fake?
Five prescriptions, no remission.
In this state, I'm no wiser.
Lie to me, oh tell me cancer.
Put that bottle to my head.
Try to figure out as I have another round.
All these thoughts come racing in.
Feeling like the season, finding me a reason.
Keep that bullet loaded close.
You're never gonna know, until you let it go.
Lay me down in your control.
Say that you can ease me, all you do is tease me.
You're admission.
My condition.
Fuels addiction.
All ignition
No cognition
Sacrificial.
Ow!
Take another shot!
Ow!
So fill me in and fill me out.
You're signature knows no bound.
Just medicate, I'm on my way.
Out the door with no constraints.
Advocate, and you'll be praised.
The help you give, helps to enslave.
And to your grave will all you're honor.
How can one, have this power?