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