There's a voice in my head that says I'm better off dead.
I don't know what it's like to be addicted to pills
But I do know what it's like to be a witness, it kills
Mama told me she love me, I'm thinking this isn't real
I think of you when I get a whiff of that cigarette smell, yeah
Welcome to the bottom of hell
They say pain is a prison, let me out of my cell
You say you proud of me, but you don't know me that well
Sit in my room, tears running down my face and I yell
Into my pillowcases, say you coming to get us
Then call a minute later just to tell us you not, I'm humiliated
I'm in a room with a foster carer that I barely know
Some lady in the corner watching us, while she taking notes
I don't get it mum, didn't you want to watch your babies grow?
I guess pills are more important, all you have to say is "no"
But you won't do it, will you? You gon' keep popping 'til those pills kill you
all i wanted was for you to love me and not let those monsters hurt me.