Kevin Lyrics - This Unruly Mess I've Made - Ryan Lewis

Okay, okay 

Yeah 

And we live tonight 

Check it, now 

I seen pain, I felt the losses 

Attended funerals and seen coffins 

21 years old, an angel was lost here 

Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of Oxycontin 

Everyday through the nostrils 

Never went away, never does it stop there 

Death a line or two away and a couple tall cans 

'Cause you never know when God is gonna call, man 

Precious, what we all share 

I said peace at five thirt, the next time that I saw him was in the hands of the pallbearer 

What if I would've never gone and dropped him off there? 

Blaming myself, in hysterics, screaming "It's not fair!" 

21 years old with a book of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe 

Only thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose 

He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow 

Just get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows 

Then it's Wednesday, then it's fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow 

Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go chug a bottle 

Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem 

And escape this world, vacate this world 

'Cause I hate myself 

No praying's gonna cure this pain 

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Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream 

Put down the pen and look in my eyes 

We're in the waiting room and something ain't right 

All this is on you, we're over prescribed 

For me and Kev 

You end up in jail, institutions are dead 

And with our lives, we play Russian Roulette 

And try to find a life where we could be content 

'Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize the fear of being alive 

And now my little brother is in the sky 

From a pill that a doctor prescribed 

That a drug deal a million dollar industry supplied 

And the cops never go and profile at night 

Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic with the white top they sell to you 

Has us looking for the answers and not instead of you 

Quick fix, whatever do 

We just gonna neglect the truth 

Because a doctor with a license played God and said it's cool 

Played God and said it's cool 

But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him 

I blame the pharmacy companies 

And country that spends trillions fighting the war they supplying themselves 

Politicians and business and jail 

Public defenders and judges who fail 

Look at Kevin, look at Kevin 

Now he's wrapped in plastic 

First dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet 

Got anxiety, better go and give him a Xanax 

Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien 

'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a mannequin 

Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions you're handing him 

So America, is it really worth it? I'm asking you 

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Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream 

Put down the pen and look in my eyes 

We're in the waiting room and something ain't right 

All this is on you, we're over prescribed 

Doctor, your medicine, and your methods 

Can't cure my disease without killing me 

You're killing me, you're killing me 

You're killing me, you're killing me 

Doctor, your medicine, and your methods 

Can't cure my disease without killing me 

You're killing me, you're killing me 

You're killing me, you're killing me