A blue square to numb the pain

white hexagons to accelerate

swallow yellow to relax

whiskey and a green one to forget the past


Speak to me now,

won't you put your guns in the ground?

Let's sing till our voices break the sound


Doctors say that I'm insane

while rectangles now to concentrate

another yellow to relax

scribbled down solutions to erase the past


Got me feeling like an outsider

They're in her drawer

but she says she doesn't take em

Got me feeling like an outsider

They're in her drawer

but she does not take em all

Oh no now we've all been diagnosed

oh no I can not feel at all


Society creates symptoms;

the system medicates them

(there is no progress in a cure,

they've got their eyes on the return

it came from our own hand

to squeeze the last survivor)


Kiss me baby, make it better, kiss me baby

you can make it better

Would you, would you ever?

Could you, could you ever?

(watch your life through a screen)