Up the dose

Crestfallen and dejected
Wracked with disorder and guilt
Fleeting successes are empty and crumbling
On foundations of trivia, built

Pills to ease your suffering are Pyrrhically proposed

Clinically depressed, or just feeling morose?
Up the dose
A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed
Up the dose

Anxiety eats at your stomach
A feeling you've come to accept
The ephemeral comfort of self aggrandizement
A promise not easily kept

A life spent with banality and platitudes, engrossed

Clinically depressed, or just feeling morose?
Up the dose
A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed
Up the dose Apathy, passivity
Vexation is enshrouded in a chemical gloss
Impenitent, irrelevant
Your lack of personality is no great loss

The potions take their toll
Your will is bought and sold
And broken mind made whole

(solo: "The Only Cure, the Only Remedy" - S.C. McGrath)

Tablets imbibed with detachment
A fixed and emotionless smile
Reality looms with a tenebrous grin
From the dregs in the pharmacist's vial

Refill your prescription for the spectacles of rose

Clinically depressed, or just feeling morose?
Up the dose
A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed
Up the dose

Drifting through life in a fugue state
Your brain all but rotten away
To audit behaviour was never an option
You opted for mental decay

Hazy dreams of life before your mind was comatose

Clinically depressed, or just feeling morose?
Up the dose
A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed
Up the dose