Lirieke: Esoterica. Chemicals.

Chemical generation
new slave nation,
go to bed with the lights on,
cooperative men cry
every one else is a mad man
but they look at me like I'm crazy
how do I know if she loves me
when all I do is lie.

Drug the children just for peace it's ok, watch amphibians boil and laugh as it all falls away...

Feeling so unnatural
all these chemicals
free radicals make my eyes sting,
Feeling so unnatural
all these chemicals
free radicals fortify me.

Try to define the line where the princess becomes a whore,
maybe I'm the latter but the choice of lay is mine,
sick of tasting bile
and sick of fake happy faces
laugh until you cry until you throw it up again.

Feeling so unnatural
all these chemicals
free radicals make my eyes sting,
Feeling so unnatural
all these chemicals
free radicals fortify me.