From the album Painkiller CD Wavs 44.1 16 bit
Chemistry, technology, psychology, apathy, a pill for me.
They told her the blue would drown her so she trusted. The doctor knows what's good for you; a scribble on a pad and down your throat. Where does it go? Where do you go?
PAINKILLER. YOU CONTROL ME. PAINKILLER.
She got calmer and bigger, then she adjusted, refill after refill. A pharmacy pickup to pick her up...taken with food to stabilize her mood. and down your throat. Where does it go? Where do you go? PAINKILLER; WHAT DO YOU TAKE THAT WE NEED? YOU CONTROL ME; YOU STEAL MY HIGHS AND LOWS, PAINKILLER; MANUFACTURED FOR GREED.
Euphoria... swirling in your head through your bloodstream better than dead, your family's relieved but they miss you when you're there.
Where does it go? Where do you go?
PAINKILLER. YOU CONTROL ME. PAINKILLER. What do you take? You steal my highs and lows? What do you take?