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The dead eyes of a rotting nation
Get sedation and medication
For every kid that can't sit still
Fix him with prescription pills

You've got a problem
Here's your prescription
Simple solution for complicated afflictions
A facade of happiness
That will sell
Anyone we can scapegoat, but ourselves

If I'm diseased try and sell me a cure
And I'm sure I am fucked up
But decide what is worse
Lithium dreams or feeling the hurt

Sick, tired, panicked, or stressed?
Angry, restless, manic, or depressed?
...We'll all be cured
The dead eyes of a rotting nation  Get sedation and medication  For every kid that can't sit still  Fix him with prescription pills    You've got a problem  Here's your prescription  Simple solution for complicated afflictions  A facade of happiness  That will sell  Anyone we can scapegoat, but ourselves    If I'm diseased try and sell me a cure  And I'm sure I am fucked up  But decide what is worse  Lithium dreams or feeling the hurt    Sick, tired, panicked, or stressed?  Angry, restless, manic, or depressed?  ...We'll all be cured