Wondering//Bad Doctors

It's a trap so don't pay him no mind
Cause he's use to getting his way all the time
And I'm so scared of losing everything
It's a trap, but it won't capture me

Got you gazing out the window
Arguing with your argument
Your glued to the pillow
Wondering what your week went

You're mad at the sunset
Unimpressed with your accomplishments
You're glued to your phone
Wondering where your week went

You're mad at the sunset
Unimpressed with your accomplishments
You're glued to your phone
Wondering where your week went

Bad Doctors give you pills
When what you really need is sleep
They ask you how you feel
And then prescribe you what they think
Will have you back in their office
after a couple weeks
A follow up, another test, another bill at the front desk

Bad doctors make you feel like there is nothing really wrong
An hour in the waiting room
Appointment's just a minute long
The test aren't looking good, but it's your body and not theirs

They'll send you off with no prescription
Fuck it, no one cares

Bad doctors build a repertoire of writing people off
Say call us when you're dead if you're just worried bout a cough
You don't look like my daughter and you don't look like my son
If they don't see a problem then they don't believe there's one
Just cause they don't see a problem doesn't mean there isn't one



Credits
Writer(s): Kendra Sells
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