LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeRestless Heart Syndrome
I've got a really bad diseaseIt's got me beggingOn my hands and kneesSo take me to the emergency'Cause something seems to be missingSomebody take the pain awayIt's like an ulcer bleeding in my brainSo send me to the pharmacySo I can lose my memoryI'm elatedMedicatedLord knows I tried to find a way to run awayI think they found another curefor broken hearts and feeling insecureYou'd be surprised what I endureWhat makes you feel so selfassured?I need to find a place to hideYou never know what could bewaiting outsideThe accidents that you could findIt's like some kind of suicideSo what ails you is what impales youI feel like I've been crucified to be satisfiedI'm a victim of my symptomI'm my own worst enemyYou're a victim of your symptomYou are your own worst enemyKnow your enemyI'm elatedMedicatedI'm my own worst enemySo what ails you is what impales youYou are your own worst enemyYou're a victim of the systemYou are your own worst enemyYou're a victim of the systemYou are your own worst enemy
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