I've got a really bad disease It's 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 in my brain So send me to the pharmacy So i can lose my memory I'm elated Medicated knows i tried to find a way to run away
think they found another cure For broken hearts and feeling insecure You'd be surprised what I endure What makes you feel so self-assured?
I need find a place to hide You never know what could be Waiting outside The accidents that you could find It's like some kind of
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 am my own worst enemy You're a victim your symptom You are your own worst enemy Know your enemy
I'm elated Medicated I am my own worst enemy So ails you is what impales you You are your own worst enemy You're a victim of the system You your own worst enemy You're a victim of the system You are your own worst enemy