[Verse 1]
I think I’m dying this time
I’m not melodramatic
I’m just pragmatic beyond any
Reasoning for thinking I’ve got
Fuckin rabies or something
I think I’m dying this time
I think I’m dying this time

[Verse 2]
I think I’ve lost my mind
Blurring the fact and the fiction
While simultaneously fixing
Myself up with a girl
Called Panadol
Bite the tablet, elixirs
Disintegrate, mouth’s a mixer
I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind

[Bridge]
If I could break just one more night
Maybe I’ll wake up and feel alright
My optimistically set alarm clock time
Serves only to taunt me with flashing lights

[Verse 3]
I think I’ve lost my way
I’m a disgrace, playing victim
A twist of fate, slip the victory
I think I’ve made my choice
Sulk secluded in hatred
Void of plans friends are making

[Outro]
I think I’ve found my voice
You’re a leech, sucking blood bags
Taste defeat, it’s a sand bag
Saline solution
Saline solution
Saline solution to all your
Saline solution to your problems