It has already run its course
Coursing through my bloodstream no more
More focus isn't my virgin state
State the reason why I'm unnatural
Unnatural drugs foreign down my throat into my brain
Brain isn't balanced isn't perfect isn't fair so
So I must compensate
Compensate for what? I do not know
No abstract thoughts after it's consumed, no spacing out
Out of my mind I'm kicked out of my own mind
Mind the gap in synapses
Synapses in thought and dreaminess
Dreaminess is killed with "Dextroamphetamine Salts"
Assaulting the fading haven in the clouds of my own imagination
Imagine all I could do, all I could be
Being me isn't good enough
Enough.