I have to make this descion for myself. I don't think the pills make me any better. They just make me crazy in different ways. I just lost my will. I wish someone would write me a lullaby. Maybe then I could sleep at night.
I'm not sure if I should just give them what they want. It won't make any difference. It never does.
And my friend calls me up
With her heart heavy still
She says, "Andy, the doctors
Prescribed me the pills.
But I know I'm not crazy.
I just lost my will.
So why am I, why am I
Taking them still?"
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