letra de prozac - new waver
(there doesn’t seem to be much job satisfaction or pleasure in this picture. maybe you hope it’s just a case of sitting it out and hoping you’ll be able to transfer, or find another occupation. you can change it, you know. you can learn to help yourself get more from your work. you can even start to enjoy your job.)
i don’t know just where i’m going
but i’m gonna try to forget that if i can
’cause it makes me feel like i’ve been winning
when i boost my serotonin
and i tell you, things aren’t quite as depressing
when i’m rushing on my rounds
when i’m on the train to town
i feel like thе boss’ son
oh, but i guess i just don’t know
oh, but i guess i just don’t know
(it’s really, rеally depressing. in the afternoons since, you sort of start- you start to look at your life, the other train: what in the bl–dy h-ll, everyone else is going home.)
i have made a big decision
i’m gonna try to nullify my life
’cause my genes have decided
that i’d be better off suicided
this chemical’s overridin’
and you can do the things you do
and i won’t get angry at you
’cause i’m not able to
and i wonder if it shows
and i guess i just don’t know
(it’s just the relief bleeding out, finally letting it all go)
i wish that i was someone else
i wish that i had a social life
on a great big ego trip
going from this party to that
with a groovy source of cash
away from the big city
where a drone cannot be free
from the evils of his species
and of himself and those who fleece ‘im
and i guess i just don’t know
and i guess i just don’t know
(designed to help you become more confident, effective, and successful, in all areas)
prozac, the brain-death of me
prozac fits my wife, and fits my life
because a capture in my mouth
leads to a center in my head
and then i’m better off than dead
because when the serotonin flows
i really don’t care anymore
’bout all the competition in this town
and all those politicians making awful sounds
and everybody putting everybody else down
and all the junk food piled up in mounds
because when the serotonin flows
i really don’t care anymore
when that prozac’s in my blood
and that blood is in my head
well, i thank god that i’m good as dead
and i thank god that i’m not aware
and thank your god that i just don’t care
and i’m going with the flow
and i guess i just don’t know
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- letra de the blues - ray rockman
- letra de spell on you - maddie.xs
- letra de toca's miracle - inpetto 2012 radio update - fragma
- letra de any time of year - double negative
- letra de superhéro - dosseh
- letra de andromeda - caneda
- letra de black light - elle vee