[See they could try to trick you couldn’t they? Here’s something for ya make you really feel good]

Little momma got a little pill to swallow
A little water to follow it down the tunnel
Gotta lotta walls but the house is hollow
Got a lot of holes, never found the shovel
Panic attack so what’s the plan of attack
You had to be had, you cut it in half, You had to react
You battle with you shadow from front to back
Stack up the stats, handle the math, And that'll be that
Hold your head up, I know you’re fed up
But Don’t let it get up to the top of them steps love
Instead of playin with the pieces that got messed up
Get dressed up we goin out to catch the best buzz
Self-medicated spirit on elevated
help take the self-made self hate and celebrate it
and I could tell you hated it when you felt naked
but the poison tastes great
wanna know how the hell they made it
and if the dizzy dont kill you, the city will
simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill
little tricky get busy off a fifty bill
so take that little pill straight to your pretty grill

[chorus]
here it comes there it goes again--panic attack
here it comes there it goes again--panic attack
here it comes there it goes again--panic attack
here it comes there it goes again--panic attack
here it comes there it goes again--panic attack
here it comes there it goes again--panic attack
here it comes there it goes again--panic attack
here it comes there it goes goes goes

(indistinct)
don’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide away
don’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide away
don’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide away
don’t let him go he’ll run away, don’t he’ll need to hide away
don’t let him go

so what you drinkin, so what you poppin
so what you eatin, so what you droppin
so what you smoking, so what you sniffin
so how you copin, so whats the difference
contagious, it runs like the paint does
sedate the sober and over anxious
the pages of pain that make the songs on the playlist
the renegade rain that jumped just to flood the basement
look honey everybody needs a help-up buddy
nobody’s drug free the streets would be hella bloody
do you call yourself a patient or a junkie
the only thing that separates is who takes your money
all smile like we're gonna go buck wild
order up a shot, prescription filled up now
pop another (what?) distracted the rush
while we fight all night about what to name the love child
I'm on that go nuts life that got that gold touch
Fresh fly wild bold what like the cold crush
No luck, don’t hold much just an old flush
made up of hearts Queen high off the faux-blush
freak outs, leak out and bleed out and speak out and reroute and seek out the weak crowd
and we doubt, but when I see you keep out the beast
I'll believe for now
it's all PEACE I gotta be out

[chorus]


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    General CommentSlug makes a point about the current state of drugs in the US. How we have an obsession with curing anything that we can think of with a pill. Also talks about drug use and how people use drugs for fun, which can have negative consequences. He's pretty much telling us not to use pills to solve our problems. Fun fact, Slug makes a reference to the song Gotta Lotta Walls and (I think) his own use of pills to either get high or just numb the pain.
    Reidja7on April 03, 2007   Link
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    General Commentdo you call yourself a patient or a junkie
    the only thing that separates is who takes your money



    thats my favorite line in the song..it's the one that really stands out the most.

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    musicholic54on October 03, 2007   Link

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