Good Things Lyrics

Medicate yourself,

You'll feel much better

Take those drugs again,

They'll take you higher

Smoke your cigarettes for stress

Drink more just to feel less

This must feel like paradise

But better



As if any of those squareheads

Know better

They wish they have the guts,

Glory and power

If only they could think less

Lay the pages of their book to rest

Keep our little minds open,

Feel better



We'll drink to this today,

Until it goes away

We'll pray and feel ashamed

Until another day

It's better that we're tamed

That pain will leave you lame

I'd rather be good and numb

Before I'm maimed



You're stubborn like your parents

And their mothers

You're selfless, sometimes rude

But it don't matter

They all think you can do no wrong

You've just been unlucky, you've been wronged

You're waiting for your time

Things will be brighter



They dose those schoolboys and their mothers

I'm sure they even dose each other

What's the worse that can happen, tell me brother

Why not throw in the towel and have another?