So Bad (8/29/12)
So bad, so bad
Never wanted this pill so bad
The feeling now is the same as then
Can’t seem to shake this Ambien.
Yes, it puts you to sleep
But not havin’ it has caused me to weep.
It started with one pill to get me that good night rest,
The feeling it gave me, was the best
This way I had never felt
The pain and my inhibitions it helped to melt
The way it put a smile on my face
The way it made me fly all over the place
It’s made me lie and steal
Cry and conceal
My mom now keeps it on the lock down
I keep turning my apartment upside down
Stay lookin’ around
But I just come up with a frown
To this problem, my solution
Was to find the right kind of substitution
I stole more pills
To catch more thrills
Raiding the medicine cabinet
Became a huge habit
When I saw a pill bottle,
I never hesitated to grab it
Nothin’ could ever replace the Ambien
Who was like a best friend
I try everything, I search everywhere
But the Ambien’s never there
I know I need help, But I wanna work at it alone
But alone I cry or I’ll walk around moping
I’ll keep up my lies, with innocent eyes,
And stay false hoping
Waiting for Ambien, to come back to me.
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