A song about anxiety and panic, with a doctor who seems to only be making things worse.
This song is kind of an open letter to my doctor, who doesnt seem to understand what Im dealing with.
Despite hours of conversations trying to explain how bad things are for me. It feels like she is only concerned with getting me off the one medication that has helped me for the last 40 years, despite the fact that Ive never abused this medication, and only take it as directed. She is over-reacting to the news medias constant reporting of the big opioid epidemic, which in this case, doesnt apply to me.
I feel like Im hanging by a thread, and she is slowly cutting the line.
I woke up with an uneasy feeling
That lasts the entire day
I smoke another cigarette
To try and chase these blues away
I think I know by now
This is a lifelong situation
If only I could explain
Who I am in this condition
I got no peace of mind
I got no solitude
Im not one of a kind to you
Chorus:
Im hanging by a thread
With you ready to cut the line
Im hanging by a thread
And Im just about to lose my mind
So doctor you can try your hand
Throwing meds my way
Psycho analyze if you can
But Im just the same as yesterday
I wonder if you understand
Just how deep this goes
You try your textbook plans
As my anxiety continues to grow
I got no peace of mind
I got no solitude
Im not one of a kind to you
Im hanging by a thread
With you ready to cut the line
Im hanging by a thread
And Im just about to lose my mind
Bridge:
I wonder if youre more concerned
About your reputation or the law
You treat me less like a patient
And more like an addict who wants to score
SOLO
The world is a crazy place
No pun intended
Im just sheltered here in place
Feeling like that Ive surrendered
I got no peace of mind
I got no solitude
Im not one of a kind to you
Im hanging by a thread
With you ready to cut the line
Im hanging by a thread
And Im just about to lose my mind