A complicated way to say, I think about it every day
I'll call you when I get thrown from this wagon
You'll always have a seat for me, a lazy boy for suffering
The coach class of the f**k it s**t parade
Chemical upgrade
I'll be right here with you, with a serotonin truth
And I'm falling down as I get back up for another round
If I happen to show, how horrible I've grown
Please don't scrape me off the ground
Remember when you left me here, with nothing to hold on to
A blind man cannot look you in the eye
But we can give you medicine, to simulate that same feeling
That happens when you're young until you die
At least you f*****g tried
I'll be right here with you, with a serotonin truth
And I'm falling down as I get back up for another round
If I happen to show, how horrible I've grown
Please don't scrape me off the ground
And so we live another day, and try to make it fun
I need it like a bullet needs a gun
