I think they found another cure
For broken hearts and feeling insecure
You'd be surprised what I endure
What make you feel so self-assured?
I need to find a place to hide
You never know what could be
Waiting outside
The accidnets that you could find
It's like some kind of suicide
So what ails you is what impales you
I feel like I've been crucified to be satisfied
I'm a victim of my symptom
I am my own worst enemy
You're a victim of you're symptom
You are your own worst enemy
Know your enemy
I'm elated
Medicated
I am my own worst enemy
So what ails you is what impales you
You are your own worse enemy
You're a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy
You're a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy