Happy Pills
I'll take my happy pills
Go on about my day
Chase em down with water
Serotonin to my brain
Don't care where it comes from
If it puts a smile on my face
The chemicals are all the same
Anyway
Flowers will infest my mind
(I swear I swear I'm getting better)
So the demons can finally hide
(They hide behind my grey matter)
They can't bother me anymore
(I'll ride the high road they can't reach me)
They still wait behind closed doors
When the happy pills
Wear off late at night
Nothing can distract me
From the meaninglessness of life
So I pop in another pill
And settle in my skin
Feel the joy run through my veins
And conjure up a grin
Flowers will infest my mind
(I swear I swear I'm getting better)
So the demons can finally hide
(They hide behind my grey matter)
They can't bother me anymore
(I'll ride the high road they can't reach me)
They still wait behind closed doors
My mind is numb
Yeah they're dumbing me down
But I don't mind
That I can't hear the sound
Of that little voice
That has poisoned my thoughts
I'm happier
When I don't think so much
I'm shiny and new
I'm not blue I'm in bliss
But there's some shit
About it that I still miss
The feeling of scraped knees
And bee stings and rain
But feeling alive
Is not worth all the pain
So I'll take my happy pills
And just enjoy the rush
Silence washes is over me
Hush hush hush
Flowers will infest my mind
(I swear I swear I'm getting better)
So the demons can finally hide
(They hide behind my grey matter)
They can't bother me anymore
(I'll ride the high road they can't reach me)
They still wait behind closed doors
Go on about my day
Chase em down with water
Serotonin to my brain
Don't care where it comes from
If it puts a smile on my face
The chemicals are all the same
Anyway
Flowers will infest my mind
(I swear I swear I'm getting better)
So the demons can finally hide
(They hide behind my grey matter)
They can't bother me anymore
(I'll ride the high road they can't reach me)
They still wait behind closed doors
When the happy pills
Wear off late at night
Nothing can distract me
From the meaninglessness of life
So I pop in another pill
And settle in my skin
Feel the joy run through my veins
And conjure up a grin
Flowers will infest my mind
(I swear I swear I'm getting better)
So the demons can finally hide
(They hide behind my grey matter)
They can't bother me anymore
(I'll ride the high road they can't reach me)
They still wait behind closed doors
My mind is numb
Yeah they're dumbing me down
But I don't mind
That I can't hear the sound
Of that little voice
That has poisoned my thoughts
I'm happier
When I don't think so much
I'm shiny and new
I'm not blue I'm in bliss
But there's some shit
About it that I still miss
The feeling of scraped knees
And bee stings and rain
But feeling alive
Is not worth all the pain
So I'll take my happy pills
And just enjoy the rush
Silence washes is over me
Hush hush hush
Flowers will infest my mind
(I swear I swear I'm getting better)
So the demons can finally hide
(They hide behind my grey matter)
They can't bother me anymore
(I'll ride the high road they can't reach me)
They still wait behind closed doors
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Writer(s): Kaitlyn Myers
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