Chemicals.
Everything's just chemicals and this feeling will pass.
And yet isn't this something I've fought against before?
Shouldn't I have kicked this habit?
I was happy; life was great.
Where did that go?
My life has not changed..all is the same it was before.
Why can't I sleep enough, why can't I stay awake?
Chemicals, everything's just chemicals.
This feeling will pass, to be replaced by another.
Synoptic connections will flare and thoughts will burst into my head.
Are they mine?
Can I call chemicals mine?
Because when I die the plants will absorb the chemicals.
When I die, all of these chemicals, something else will use them.
Hell from day to day I'm a different person, chemically.
Chemicals.
Everything's just chemicals.
I'm not happy now but I may be tomorrow.
Or the next day.
Or the one after that.
Everything's just chemical, so I have no control.
Everything's just chemicals, and if this feeling doesn't pass, it's not my fault.
