This real thing
We’re going through it everyday
The pain you don’t see
It don’t mean it don’t exist
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t know what’s wrong with me
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t fear how I fear
I do what I can to get by
Don’t judge me
I’ve lived at the bottom of the hill
For my whole life
But you don’t know what that’s like
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t know what’s wrong with me
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t fear how I fear
There’s a man on the television
Tryna tell me how to live my life, and he ain’t never lived it
You do all the eating while we do the heavy, heavy lifting
Tell me pick myself up by the strap like it’s so fucking easy
I don’t listen to no teacher, preacher, pig or politician
Point their fingers, calling me a leech when they do all the leeching
Never need to worry ’bout a thing ’cause daddy’s daddy did it
If he did insist to made it easy right from the beginning
(Parasite)
Throwing down opinions and the truth is you don’t really care
You don’t want to see me happy, you would rather see me dead
Don’t pretend you care about me, you would rather see me dead
Don’t pretend you’re on my side, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t know what’s wrong with me
(You’re the parasite)
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t fear how I fear
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t know what’s wrong with me
(You’re the parasite)
Doctor, doctor, doctor
You don’t fear how I fear
