Layed Up

[Intro]
(Laid up in my bed and I don't feel right)
(Taylor Morgan)
(Don't feel right)
(You're gonna be sorry, witch boy)
(Don't feel right)
(Laid up in my bed and I don't feel right)
(Don't feel right)
(Yeah, and I don't feel right)

[Chorus]
Laid up in my bed and I don't feel right, you might
Think that I'm okay, been this way all night, just try
All we care about is shit that's not real, lost feelings
And now I spend my days pill poppin', stop me

[Verse 1]
I can't stop doin' it, I can't stop you either
All these drugs up in my blood, I feel like I'm losin' it
Now I'm just pukin' it, this pain is permanent
They said I would never get better, am I provin' it?

[Bridge]
And I close my eyes and wonder
If I died, right now, here in my slumber, would they even care?
In a couple years, when you hear my name, can you feel all of my fears?

[Verse 2]
Poppin' pills don't help shit, tell me why I keep 'em tucked
And if none of this is real, then why do I still give a fuck?
All these numbers on your screen that could be gone with just one touch
No, this doesn't mean a thing, besides that I'm not givin' up

[Chorus]
Laid up in my bed and I don't feel right, you might
Think that I'm okay, been this way all night, just try
All we care about is shit that's not real, lost feelings
And now I spend my days pill poppin', stop me
Laid up in my bed and I don't feel right
Think that I'm okay, been this way all night
All I care about is shit that's not real
Left me broken down with all these damn pills