I've got a really bad disease It's got me begging On my hands knees So take me to emergency 'cause something seems to missing Somebody take the pain away It's like an ulcer bleeding in my brain So send me to the pharmacy So i can lose my memory I'm elated Medicated Lord knows i tried find a way to run away
I think 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 to find a place to hide You never know what could be Waiting The accidents that could find It's like some kind of suicide
So what ails you is what impales you I 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 own worst enemy Know your enemy
I'm elated Medicated I am 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 victim of the system You are your own worst enemy