I've Got a Problem

I've got a problem
And it's killin' me
Can't take this solitude
Feel like I'm going to waste away

Doctor, doctor, I've got a problem
And it's killin' me
I feel like I'm wasting away
Can you prescribe me something?

A sweet melody
To take away this atrocity
Pulsing through my veins
I think it's killin' me

Doctor, doctor, I've got a problem
And it's killin' me
I feel like I'm wasting away
Can you prescribe me something?

Bitter sweet smoke
Dancing in my lungs
I smile as it takes me away
I think I'm wasting away

Stuck in this rut
Worrying about these habits that I've been forming
I think I'm wasting away
Someone please save me

Doctor, doctor you were too late
I've wasted away
Stuck in those habits I was forming
Thanks anyways....