Some people say that I'm negative and miserable
They say that my mood swings are unpredictable
I must admit that on some days I do feel down
I try get through and so can you
But it's too late for me now
They've already put me on
Trying to make me happy in a world that's miserable
These anti-depressants
Make you oblivious to the suffering in the world
These anti-depressants
Some days I wake up wondering
What it would be like to fit in
I've got a future to look forward to
And that comforts me for now but even then
Still on some days i do feel down
I try get through and so can you
But it's too late for me now
They've already put me on
Trying to make me happy in a world that's miserable
These anti-depressants
Make you oblivious to the suffering in the world
These anti-depressants
We turn a blind eye
To the suffering and oppression outside
Because the misery leads empathy
To depression and suicide
They'll assign a psychiatrist to claim that you're ill
They'll prescribe a compulsory bottle of pills
And all because you won't turn your back
You feel for the weak
Dressed in militant black