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Orange Bottles lyrics
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Intro
They say it's for the healing, right? Just follow the script. (Yeah)
Verse 1
Standing in the line, fluorescent lights humming loud Clutching on a paper that gonna make the doctor proud (Check) Fifteen minutes in the room, he didn't ask my name Just wrote a little signature to numb the body's pain (Cash) Grandma got her regimen, shaking in the kitchen Insurance says it's covered so we don't ask permission It's legitimate, they say, it's science in a vial But why's the pharmacist the only one looking at me with a smile? It's the system
Pre-chorus
Is it help or is it handcuffs? Hard to tell the difference When silence costs a co-pay and we buying our deliverance From the counter to the cabinet, the cycle never stops Who's got the control?
Chorus
Orange bottles on the shelf, everybody needs a fix Mixing potion in the glass, or the science in the mix We just tryna feel okay, we just tryna function Living at the corner of relief and destruction Whether it's a street deal or a white coat prescription We all chasing silence for the noise in our vision Yeah, we chasing it
Verse 2
Now flip the coin over to the Friday night lights (Skrrt) Work week heavy so we taking flight It ain't about the healing, nah, it's 'bout the escape Numbing up the trauma 'fore the mind begins to break (Woo) Pop a little something just to socialize and vibe Anxiety is quiet when the chemical arrive Mainstream culture, yeah, we glorify the blurry nights Then judge the man struggling when he loses all the fights Hypocritical
Pre-chorus
Is it freedom or a prison? Hard to tell the difference When the party turns to panic and we losing our resistance From the club back to the sofa, the ceiling never stops (Who's got the control?)
Chorus
Orange bottles on the shelf, everybody needs a fix Mixing potion in the glass, or the science in the mix We just tryna feel okay, we just tryna function Living at the corner of relief and destruction Whether it's a street deal or a white coat prescription We all chasing silence for the noise in our vision
Verse 3
(Listen) It's the spectrum, from the alley to the gated home Some use roots and tea, some use needles, some use phones To call a plug, or call a doc, access depends on the tax bracket (Facts) Who gets the rehab? Who gets the straight jacket? Society confusing, telling us "Just say no" Then pushing ads for relief everywhere that we go We walking on a tightrope, balancing the need Between the authentic cure and the corporate greed It's all connected
Outro
Legitimate... Illegal... it's all survival. Just trying to feel good. Just trying to heal. Orange bottles fading out
Inside the recording
They say it's for the healing, right? Just follow the script.
Is it help or is it handcuffs? Hard to tell the difference When silence costs a co-pay and we buying our deliverance
Legitimate... Illegal... it's all survival. Just trying to feel good.
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