Modern Medicine
I the Mighty Lyrics

An IV itch. The tattoo swimming up her arm. The nurse's stitch. The doctor's rich.
Patients being treated in hospitals, with needles in their veins, watching their tattoos slowly grow as they receive medical care that enriches only the doctors and nurses.

The 5 alarm, the 5 alarm.
The alarming number of people who rely on drugs, and the urgent warning signs it presents.

The liquor for body warmth.
Turning to alcohol to numb away the coldness of life, both physically and emotionally.

And this is what we came here for, another drug we can't ignore.
The helplessness felt as people are continuously drawn to the allure and promise of medicine, despite knowing the harm it can cause.

Slightly stoned with morphine injections and vicodin drops, Causing hearts attacks, heart attacks.
The dangerous effects of combining various drugs to experience a high but ultimately damaging impact on the heart.

No, they're not for fun.
A reminder that drug usage is not supposed to be a fun activity, but rather a critical concern that impacts physical and mental health.

We speak in words that cloud thought.
The use of complex medical jargon that obfuscates the real issues and makes it difficult for people to understand their health problems.

We keep our backs against the wall.
A helpless and powerless feeling against the forces of modern medicine, often leaving people trapped in their afflictions with little hope of escape.

We speak in words that cloud thought through Tylenol.
Tylenol being one of the many popular medicine brands that perpetuate confusion and uncertainty around the effects of the drugs they manufacture.

Halogen lights. The Light to match the tile floors.
The sterile environment of hospitals that have bright artificial lights shining down to match the dull, tiled floors that patients see nothing but during their stay.

The pills that slide as water pours.
The easy and frequent consumption of pills as they slide effortlessly down our throats just like water sliding down a river.

The hired whores at corner stores.
The shameful and unethical practice of some stores and pharmacies that prioritize profits over health, selling drugs that do more damage than good.

The hiding of cancer cures.
The distrust and skepticism people have towards the medical industry that they believe prioritizes profits over cures.

And this is what we came here for, another drug we can't afford.
The high cost of medical treatment, especially in the United States, where many are unable to afford critical medication and care.

Load the infections with lethal injections to silence the crowd and they're ignorant mouths and promise just that - the lives of a cat.
The disturbing and often deadly practice of overprescribing drugs or administering lethal injections to patients to keep them quiet, with no regard for their wellbeing or even their lives.

9 for everyone.
A reference to the powerful and controversial drug Propofol, used in hospital settings to sedate patients during medical procedures, but infamous for its role in Michael Jackson's death, who was given a potentially lethal dosage of the drug.

She wants to get out. But she's out of her mind.
The desperation and loss of control patients feel as they try to escape the seemingly endless cycle of medication and treatments, but find themselves caught in the grips of their own thoughts and emotions.

And she didn't notice. No she never noticed.
The way drugs and medication can cloud our perception of reality, making it difficult to recognize the harm they may be causing.

These duel swinging doors, they keep her inside.
The lack of agency patients feel while trapped within the bounds of the hospital's sterile, white walls, feeling like prisoners to their own ailments.

These meds keep her happy. They say they keep her alive.
The mixed feelings patients experience as they take medication, often feeling gratitude for the relief it provides but worry about how dependent they may become on drugs.

But she wasn't insane till the medicine came.
A poignant reflection on the idea that people are often driven to madness or despair because of the very medications or treatments they thought would provide relief.

Well so much for air.
A desperate plea or realization of the lack of agency patients feel while trying to navigate the complex medical system and the overwhelming feeling of being trapped in their own ailments.

We ain't scared of death.
A paradoxical sentiment expressed by the song, as it speaks of the fear people have of drugs and their impact on health and wellbeing, yet, paradoxically, are not afraid of death itself.

We ain't scared of death we greet the end.
A reminder that death is an inevitable part of life and that we must confront it bravely, rather than depend on the ineffective and potentially dangerous solutions offered by modern medicine.