Intro A warning... Read the label... If symptoms get worse... Keep taking it... --- Verse 1 Bottle on the counter, black label, white cap, Promised paradise packed in a single dose trap. One for the panic, one to knock me flat, One to paint the smile while the real me cracks. Morning shakes hit before my feet even plant, Tiny white miracle melting in my hand. They say it balances out, give it time, it'll pass— Funny how the fine print reads like my epitaph. Head full of ads selling peace on a lease, Pain flipped to profit, branded disease. Can't tell if I'm healing or just learning to need, Built another lifelong customer—guaranteed. They profit off the fracture, I pop 'em for the fracture... fracture... --- Pre-Chorus Read it once... read it twice... Tiny letters hide the price... Side effects may include: you. --- Chorus Side effects may vary, that's all they'll ever say, Trade my soul in pieces just to function through the day. Smile for the cameras, cry behind the feed, Living like a product built by somebody else's greed. Side effects may vary, till I forget my name, Pop another capsule, chasing another mirage. May vary... vary... vary... --- Verse 2 Waiting room cattle call, factory line pace, Take a number, spill your guts, disappear without a sound. Heartbeat glitching while they check every box, Treat the human like a bug in their system, no paradox. Friends dissolve in pill talk, trading coping like vacation spots, Scrolling salvation between sponsored "you need this" shots. Everything's connected but the feeling's been cut, Artificial comfort, business model strut. Hope shrink-wrapped tight with a barcode on my wrist, Market says I'm broken, wallet screams maintain. They sell me back my mind at a premium rate, Double entendre: the cure and the chain feel the same weight. I'm the side effect... they the main... --- Bridge What if... the warning wasn't 'bout the medicine? What if... it was always about us? What if the real prescription... is the numbness? --- Final Chorus Side effects may vary, nobody can say, Traded every piece of me just to make it through today. Label says "improving," mirror says "unknown," Built another version that don't feel like home. Side effects may vary, nothing left the same, Lost inside the paperwork, forgot my fucking name. Vary... vary... vary... --- Outro Please consult your physician... If reality persists... Continue as directed... (...or don't.)
