Lyrics:

Some, you know, you need to find some help for you

If you say that we`re illGive us your pills, hope we`ll just go away
But once you`ve inhaled death
Everything else is perfume

Maybe I`m just a mystery
I can end up your misery
Maybe I`m just a mystery
I can end up your misery
In the end, we all end up in a garbage dump
But I`ll be the one that`s holding your hand

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

Maybe I`m just a mystery
I can be your misery
Maybe I`m just a mystery
Marry with the left hand
So far, so far from the mad`nin` crowd

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

Am I a man or a show, a moment?
The man in the moon or a man
Of all seasons
Will I be in at the kill
With you?

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

We are sick
Fucked up and complicated
We are chaos
We can`t be cured

We are sick