I’ve got a really bad disease
It’s got me begging
On my hands and knees
so Take me to emergency
‘Cause something
seems to be missing
Somebody take the pain away
It’s like an ulcer bleeding
in my brain
so Send me to pharmacy
So I can lose my memory
I’m elated
Medicated
Lord knows I tried to
find a way to run away
I think they found another cure
For broken hearts
and feeling insecure
You’d be surprised what I endure
What makes you feel self assure
I need to find a place to hide
You never know what could be
Waiting outside
The accidents you could find
It’s like some kind of suicide
So what ails you
is what impales you
I feel like I’ve been crucified
to be satisfied
I’m a victim of my symptom
I am my own worst enemy
You’re a victim of your symptom
You are your own worst enemy
Know your enemy
I’m elated
Medicated
I am my own worst enemy
So what ails you
is what impales you
You are your own worst enemy
You’re a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy
You’re a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy
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