so much damage...done to my mind
inside this cell...intense and confined
the reasons for my senseless bitching
all this damage causes itching...
in my mind....only in my mind
psychological beatings tearing at my brain
teaching me to hate and to complain

confrontation makes the matters worse
just send me to the naked nurse
for her to help me with all the damage
to save me from this senseless carnage

test the medication on the helpless monkey
make the monkey become the helpless junkie
only to make the pill that makes me better
the one that makes my mind all better
the one the want--the one i need
the one that makes the better man of me

to talk to you and talk to others
will not make us fill like brothers
the only way to get to me
is to give me the one pill that i need
the one that makes my mind all better
the one the want--the one i need
the one that makes the better man of me

so much anguish so much terror
from and for the pill that makes me better
the one i need--the one i want
its enough to make you taunt
my ways of getting through to you
i dont want to be your brother
i dont want to have another
the pill that makes me better
it makes me feel like im a criminal
it causes me to talk to you
and give you what you want to know
but i dont want to give it to you
nothing will make me better
brothers need to give up on me
the pill will not work anymore
i wont let you give it to me
to talk and walk
and explain the things in my mind
they make me feel confined
locked away in this dark cell
just because i wont talk to you...

confrontation makes the matters worse
just send me to the naked nurse
for her to help me with all the damage
to save me from this senseless carnage


"the pill"
brian whisenant