Will you make some courage
From that old recycled language we had known?
'Cause then we called it dreaming
Now I see it's more like breathing through a hose
The false alarms have held us by our necks
The names have changed like all our sense

Chemicals to blame
They found it
Put it in your brain
You were never right
I have no cure or rescue
Only I would like to see you with a smile
I know it hurts you enough
'Cause we're deceiving no one but ourselves
The beasts are hanging buy a thread
And you say

This life ain't bad enough any more
This stuff just pulls me down to the floor
I know I'm here to be someone
But I can't afford to fill your numbers

Chemicals to blame
They found it
Put it in your brain
You were never right
You don't feel the same you tell me
You don't feel a thing
You don't feel it

This life ain't bad enough any more
This stuff just pulls me down to the floor
I know I'm here to be someone
But I can't afford to fill your numbers

This life ain't bad


Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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