they sell happiness wrapped inside a pill so I keep writing there poems just to feel something still
this can’t be happening, no, this can’t be real
but I did it to myself, I locked myself up
so I sprint to the dark to shrivel up by my self
and I look at all these people how were all broken
secrets from my past come rising to the top
I trow myself off the ledge just to make it stop
they sell joy all wrapped inside a pill
our own unique character it will slowly kill
just swallow it down before you break the rules too hard
stay right there inside of your own backyard