Time to turn the stone
tear up the microphone
no time to stand in queue
enough of being left behind
grab your artillery
hit back hard
sustain the pain to get in the mood
come and get it
what was meant for you
On high medication
no lack of devotion
mind's distillation
a heart's deformation
too much of transformation
no place for any commotion
a new kinda fixation
rip apart the interloop
sleep tight and dream on
If you get lost
never worry
you're not the only one
shit happens all the time
things are not always the same
know your road
don't count the bumps
no learning will be enough
the only prophecy here
is to play it tough
to make it right
On high medication
no lack of devotion
Mind's distillation
a heart's deformation
too much of transformation
no place for any commotion
a new kinda fixation
rip apart the interloop
sleep tight and dream on
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