Lyrics:

Ive got a really bad disease
Its got me begging on my hands and knees
So take me to emergency
Cause something seems to be missing

Somebody take the pain away
Its like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
So send me to the pharmacy
So I can lose my memory

Im elated, medicated
Lord knows I've tried to find a way
To run away

I think they found another cure
For broken hearts and feeling insecure
Youd be surprised what I endure
What makes you feel so self-assured?

I need to find a place to hide
You never know what could be waiting outside
The accidents that you could find
Its like some kind of suicide

So what ails you is what impales you
I feel like Ive been crucified
To be satisfied

Im a victim of my symptom
I am my own worst enemy
Youre a victim of your symptom
You are your own worst enemy
Know your enemy

Im elated, medicated
I am my own worst enemy
So what ails you is what impales you
You are your own worst enemy

Youre a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy
Youre a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy