I´ve got a really bad disease
It´s got me begging on my hands and knees
Take me to the emergency
´Cause something seems to be missing
Somebody take the pain away
It´s like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
Send me to the 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 so self-assured

I need to 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 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 your symptom
You are your own worst enemy
You´re a victim of the system