Self medication is a slit to the wrist
Gettin down to work get to the root of this
With all your ups and downs
I'm getting sick of it
Take in lights and sounds
Cause I'm on top of it

Are you done? 2x
These things have got to stop
Before there's none of us left to do this over
We're running out of time and I for one could not stand to loose another

Your good intentions are a thang of the past
Seconds turn inside the hour glass
Moments fade away leaving evidence
Of how they came to stay
Well thats irrelevent

Are you done? 2x
These things have got to stop
Before there's none of us left to do this over
We're running out of time and I for one could not stand to loose another 2x

Are you done?! 3x