Antidotes

Sick and tired, growing sick and tired
Spills and thrills amused them lately
Clean up yesterday, you're tripping all night
Busy morning, call it luck to call in ill

See through walls but still you're stuck in the door
Strapped in moods that don't expire till you're eighty-eight
Subset stars

What we gave we had and what we got we lost
Fill your minds with material schemes
The flamboyance of this modern day zoo
Love the absent and the present that we scorn

See through walls but still you're stuck in the door
Strapped in moods that don't expire till you're eighty-eight
Subset stars

I'm hurt but I'm not stained
Antidotes to kill the pain
I'm hurt but I'm not stained
The antidotes to kill the pain

I'm hurt and I'm hurt, yeah
Sexual commodities sell like hot cakes
Empty society
Hungry is on the prowl
Make a wish, you cannot lie

I'm hurt but I'm not stained
Antidotes to kill the pain
I'm hurt but I'm not stained
Antidotes to kill the pain
I'm hurt but I'm not stained

Suicide, yeah
Suicide, yeah
Suicide, yeah