I know why I'm feeling down
I've analyzed myself
I don't need to hear about it
From anybody else
And what I know is that
Everybody gets depressed

It's science
It's science

And what can I do if I know why I'm feeling bad
What can I do if I don't talk of my sad, sad life
Sad, sad life

It's science
My emotion is just an appliance
It's science
My emotion is just an appliance

Lay my down in Sigmund's couch
I've read his every word
Explained myself in thick and then confronted the absurd
And what can I do if I'm told another
"Everybody gets deterred"

I live in a society where sorrow makes you weak
So everyday I fake a smile and lie between my teeth