Small Fish

Now that I supposedly have FBI protection and the attention of public health, I have to jam up the program. Stop the med train in Greenville County. That means talking as much as possible while I still can. 

Miss the Pain

Hello

Can you hear us

Am I getting through anew?

Hello

Is it great here?

There's a prescription that was mine

Are you sure I'm here alone

'Cause I'm

Trying to explain

Something's fucked

I just don't sound the same

Why don't I

Why don't I

Find some pride

Or go outside

Kiss the pain

Whenever I need me

Kiss the pain

Whenever we're gone too long

If your eyes feel empty and greedy

Miss the pain

And wait till I'm gone

Keep the times

We're under the same lies

If the light's

As empty for me as for you

If you feel

You can't wait till morning

Ban the scripts

Hello

Do we miss me

I'm told you say you do

But not the way I'm missing truth

What's new?

How's the volume?

Does it echo now and then?

You sound so close but it feels like you're so far

Oh would it mean anything

If you knew

What I'm left imagining

In my times

In my rhymes

Would you know

Could you grow

Eat the pain

As you fall

And are disturbed.

Think of clozapine

Then ban it

Don't be stupid

Forced druggings don't help

Eat the pain

Wherever you hide me

Eat the pain

Whenever I'm gone too long

If your work

Feels empty and predatory

Eat the pain

And look for the light

Keep in mind

We're living the same lies

And the night's

As empty for me as for you

If you feel you can't wait till morning

Miss the pain

(Miss the pain)

Hello

Can you hear us?

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