Lyrics:

You know where everybody else has drawn the line
You know where everybody else has drawn the line

Antipsychotics sink to the bottom
Think of it, death as something
Antipsychotics sink to the bottom
Dreams that were buried coming up

And you never know how something sits inside
Inside, inside

Move to the beat, sink to the street
Its in your blood
Move to the beat, sink to the street

Dont stop, sometimes I feel so happy
Im in love with useless
Dont stop, sometimes I feel so happy
Im in love with useless

Slow disdain echoes on my way
Its how, how were living
Isolation, isolation, isolation

Dont stop, sometimes I feel so happy
Im in love with useless
Dont stop, sometimes I feel so happy
Im in love with useless

Antipsychotics sink to the bottom
Think of it, death as something
Antipsychotics sink to the bottom
Dreams that were buried coming up

Coming up, coming up
Coming up, coming up

Like geometry, this is killing me
I stent my roman hands
And let them go
I stent my roman hands
And let them go

Dont stop, sometimes I feel so happy
Im in love with useless
Dont stop, sometimes I feel so happy
Im in love with useless

I have a long history