Woorden:
Prozac

suffering. We are army of the damned, corpses without a soul... creatures from the land, devil's toys in this world. Army of the damned the prozac'

left alone to hang on your last words taken out slowly those eyes feeding love don't you feel the beating left alone to hate the last ten seconds ever

theriac eyes So they call me Mr. Prozac All alpha?holic?s to A.m. anonymous & ?kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes? Tired out theriac eyes So they call me Mr. Prozac

a challenge just to get out of bed and that's as good as it is ever gonna get and nothing is happening yet and everybody knows that-- please pass the prozac. Waiting for that prozac

Stars Come out of the sky You shine like the summer's sun And I might even die Whatever thy will be done Smile Try for the heaven Or maybe just kingdom

them when he thinks in gray Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer place Kevin's heading for another Prozac

may be mental, maybe whacko too But who needs prozac when I've got you? But who needs prozac when I've got you? Who needs prozac when I've got you? Who needs prozac

You see me as a looser You see me as a clown You see me as a drinker Well I see you as a whore She runs after signs She runs with a lie She said she needed

Vertaling: Joseph Arthur. Daddy On Prozac.