Prozac Songtext
von CR33PIA

A white pill in a plastic bed,
Tucks me in, smooths out my head
Didn′t cry, but wanted to
Now I scroll and wait for food
Everyone says "you're doing great"
I nod and change the subject straight


I′m still here, just less intense
Stopped the crash, but lost the sense
Things feel fine, but nothing's real
Is this numb or is this healed?

I'm still here, just less intense
Stopped the crash, but lost the sense
I feel okay, but still concealed
Is this numb or is this healed?