Ode To the Republic

I'm not a doctor
No, I have no patience
For all this political dramatization
The same shit is playing on every news station
The Covid pandemic was so overrated

The children are dying, the markets inflated
The presidents taking his seventh vacation
Don't think I can live in this land, it's forsaken
It's waring me down to the bone

Hello, maam
I'm here for my morning appointment with the medicine man
You see I've been having some trouble with pain in my hips and
My back is so sore from the weight of the capitalist plan
I'm sure that he will understand

Call me a doctor
Make sure I'm sedated
I'm checking out of this perpetual state
Of anxiety, panic, depression
It's taken it's toll on my spirit
My sanity's fadin

Don't know what I took but my heartbeat is racing
My mind has departed my body is shaken
Don't think I can live in this land, it's forsaken
It's waring me down to the bone

Hello, maam
I'm here for my morning appointment with the medicine man
You see I've been having some trouble with pain in my hips and
My back is so sore from the weight of the capitalist plan
I'm sure that he will understand

Why not swallow the contents of this bottle
And be temporarily feeling less hollow
I'm falling asleep with my foot on the throttle
I think that it's time to go

Hello, maam
The doctor just wrote me a script for some new medication
Yes, I have taken this shit before lady, quit playin
It's waring me down to the bone

Hello, maam
I'm here for my morning appointment with the medicine man
You see I've been having some trouble with pain in my hips and
My back is so sore from the weight of the capitalist plan
I'm sure that he will understand



Credits
Writer(s): Canaan Howell
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