My Brother's Meds

My brother's on his meds
It messes with his cannabinoids
I think it messes with our love

My brother knows the feds
Or so they seem to patronize
He says they're knocking on his door

Are they coming through the floor?
Are they knocking at your door?

My brothers on his meds
He drank a gallon of methylamine
I had to drag him off the highway
After puking in the ride home

He fell asleep on the road
I was covered in turkey and jealousy
His body crawled up to the door

Are they coming through the floor?
Are they knocking at your door?
Why's he going back for more?
Why's he going back for more?

My brother's on his meds
He passed out sluggish in the bathtub
His roommate cried because she's seen this act a dozen times

We put an IV in his arm
I fret about "Take him to the ER?"
His stomach's full, but yet there's more

His heart's got a gaping hole that grows
His heart's got a gaping hole that grows
Our family dreams that he will slow
But I'm the only one who knows that it grows
Because I have one in my heart, and it just won't close
Cause I have one in my heart, and it just won't close
He tried to fill it like my mothers, and it shows, and it shows
I tried to fill it like my brother, and it grows and it grows
So, I turn to something like song a prose
And I pray that neither has to see us go