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Medication
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Medication was released on May 17, 2019 by Independent as a part of the album Perseverance
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Release DateMay 17, 2019
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Masetti
Masetti
Songwriter

Lyrics

Lately I
Lately I need medication
Just to get through conversation
Bleeding for their entertainment
I could be wrong I think I'm changing
Blissful thoughts they come and go
My family says you're not alone
Pretending that I feel at home
Still happiness has been unknown
I wish that things would be different
Still I have my own addictions
No, no matter what I'm on a mission
I never said that I was Christian
It's hard to trust in your religion
So we all have our own predictions
Oh, I'm tired of being a victim
Woah, of circumstances I jump in when
I know the cost of my actions
I see them constantly clash
With people's perfect image of me
Getting lost in the fashion
Even when tragedy happens
I sit in light and I pass in
Probably the reason I lasted
Not focusing on the static
In all the, in all the time
Left to my own devices has
Made me realize that I'm way too divisive
I scared you off, coming on too strong
I've been damaged in the brain for too long
Lately I need medication
Just to get through conversation
Bleeding for their entertainment
I could be wrong I think I'm changing
Blissful thoughts they come and go
My family says you're not alone
Pretending that I feel at home
Oh, so happiness has been unknown
Oh, it's hard to act like everything's okay
Got too much flowers just waiting on my grave
I feel similar 24-7 every day
Just minimal while I've been living the slow days
This stress breaks me down
To the point where I feel it
Inside my bones and my joints
I've learned to live with
The things that I hate the most
Yeah, let's raise a toast to getting over the trauma
Raise some hope from dishonor
And take a quote from my mama
She told me lift from the trauma
These wounds are making you stronger
And don't be closed up to facts
It doesn't help to be worried
So I just try to relax
My dad just wants me to make money
Not concerned with the stacks
I can't take that where I'm going
I leave it all in my stash
Lately I move more strategic
Got no concern to be fast
If my soul's ever defeated
Know that I lived to my last, doing me
Lately I need medication
Just to get through conversation
Bleeding for their entertainment
I could be wrong, I think I'm changing
Blissful thoughts, they come and go
My family says you're not alone
Pretending that I feel at home
So happiness has been unknown
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Written by: Anthony Masotti
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