Your throat is tight
Don’t you feel the need to breathe?
Before your face turns blue
Do what they say is right
How unbelievable is it
Fixing your mind with glue

It’s fine, they promess
Even if you’re seeing double
And the nausea is too much
You just want to suffer less
Isn’t this worth the trouble
When you’re in a rush?

Life is about to start
What’s broken needs to heal
What’s lost needs to be found
They tear your mind apart
Can’t even tell what’s real
But it’s alright, you’ll come around