Lyrics:
Ive got a really bad diseaseIts got me begging on my hands and kneesSo take me to emergencyCause something seems to be missingSomebody take the pain awayIts like an ulcer bleeding in my brainSo send me to the pharmacySo I can lose my memoryIm elated, medicatedLord knows I've tried to find a wayTo run awayI think they found another cureFor broken hearts and feeling insecureYoud be surprised what I endureWhat makes you feel so self-assured?I need to find a place to hideYou never know what could be waiting outsideThe accidents that you could findIts like some kind of suicideSo what ails you is what impales youI feel like Ive been crucifiedTo be satisfiedIm a victim of my symptomI am my own worst enemyYoure a victim of your symptomYou are your own worst enemyKnow your enemyIm elated, medicatedI am my own worst enemySo what ails you is what impales youYou are your own worst enemyYoure a victim of the systemYou are your own worst enemyYoure a victim of the systemYou are your own worst enemy