What’s the colour of my pills
Memorise them by their format
I am on antidepressants
to pretend that I’m alright (alright!)

I need a perfect balance
of my untamed chemistry
to avoid confusion as you know
I use to lose control

Born in 1979
At school I’ve always been popular
No ideia of what I want
My entire world is a couch (what?)

My generation has flaws
of character stability
I am so spoiled by my folks
I can’t take it no more

I play someone who is focused
while I am dying deep inside
To my friends I say no word of
what I’m secretly up to

So I break down in silence
Just me and my dear pills
Don’t bother trying to keep me safe
It’s already too late