I've been so reactive
Is it just the meds?
Is it just the meds?
I've been so reactive
All my passions feeling past tense
Don't look at me
Don't look at me
Catching the breeze
Catching the breeze
Can't find my true self
I only can find my senses
Guiding me, lie to me, I'll try to be
A little more mindful sometimes
I've been weening off of meds
Try a new one and forget
Filled with all that regret and all that debt
Every week is seven days of hell sometimes
I just hope you're there at the end of runtime
I've been trying to be better
Regulate my feelings
Before they clobber together
That seems so appealing
I've been so reactive
Is it just the meds?
Is it just the meds?
I've been so reactive
All my passions feeling past tense
Don't look at me
Don't look at me
Catching the breeze
Catching the breeze
All you do is wait
All you do is wait for me
I just need a way for peace
All you do is wait
All you do is wait for me
I just need a way for peace
