Virtual Bottle

Low hanging fruit Half rotting on the vine It's your time Barbed wire fence No reaching the top Red light flashing stop Waiting on it to Fall in my lap but Finding there's good in Something bad I'm a parody Of myself Hearing the world Through a sea shell Why am I choosing the hard way These back roads and gravel Rock slides I get high to fly off the handle No thank you I'm good I don't need your help Just a virtual bottle of sugar pills You know you were wrong And I know I know better I'm untethered I'm the only one Standing in my way It's an underplay Waiting for it to Knock me out Eleventh hour I'll Turn around I'm a parody of myself Seeing the world Through a sea shell Why am I choosing the hard way These back roads and gravel Rock slides I get high to fly off the handle No thank you I'm good I don't need your help Just a virtual bottle of sugar pills I guess I'm the problem And the medicine And I can't go Back to where I've been And I guess I'm not gonna turn you in You're the Problem and the medicine No thank you I'm good I don't need your help Just a virtual bottle Of sugar pills