- cifra
I have told
All of my enemies
Very politely
To go home
I have seen
All of your remedies
Now won't you let me please
Go home
I can't find anything
To be sad about
They say i'm doomed
But i feel fine
I have tried
So very hard as hell
To stay away from hell
And live upstairs
But when i see
All of your remedies
I try quite desperately
To go home
I can't find anything
To be sad about
They say i'm doomed
But i feel fine
But if i'm sitting here lonely
With no one to hold me
At lease i'll have my health
I'm trying to control myself
I have told
All of my enemies
Very politely
To go home
I have seen
All of your remedies
Now won't you let me please
Go home
I've been acting irresponsibly
But what could possibly
Go wrong
I have choked
On all your remedies
Now won't you let me please
Go home
Solo
But if i'm sitting here
Lonely by myself
I can't control myself
I'm trying to control
Myself!
