Xanax owns my soul

It’s the only thing I know

Makes me whole

Taking a tole

Holding on to my demons

I really should probably let go

Death melodies play on my stereo

I’m still alive even after my funeral

I stay daydreaming

A 🥷 stay scheming

My own dad probably thinks I’m just dreaming

They ain’t wanna believe me

Now the world hears me singing

Heartbreak ringing

But hey I’m just doing my thing

Doing my thing

Going through a few things

Anxiety eating me alive

Controlling my life

But that’s fine

Im alright

These drugs keeping me alive

Using everclear to baptize

The devil I entice

Created the end of my life

Excepting my demise

Life after life

Time after time

Vibe after vibe

High after high

Use all my supplies

Feels like ima die

It feels like I can’t speak or cry

Can’t think it’s just lie after lie

I will fight

Live not die

Xanax owns my soul

It’s the only thing I know

Makes me whole

Taking a tole

Holding onto my demons

I should prolly let go

I’m just doing my thing doing my thing

Doing my thing

Going through a few things

I don’t need a pen to express my thoughts

Just gimme a couple pills and the mic goes on

All this prolly fucking up my chromosomes

Searching my symptoms and stressing over Google chrome

That’s real

Way too real

Favorite color lemme guess it’s the blue pill

Or the purple in your cup giving you a thrill

That’s real

Way too real

I’ve been doing this sense like middle school

Xanax owns my soul

It’s the only thing I know

Makes me whole

Taking a tole

Holding on to my demons

I should really let go