• I woke up in the morning, half my hair was on the pillow.
    I just laughed because I’m wired like that.
    I really couldn’t care less that I’m slowly becoming hairless;
    I got fed up, shaved it all off, and boldly walked out looking like a man.

    //Every day I swallow 19 drugs,
    Take time to admit that yeah, it sucks
    Then get on with my life.
    I got raccoon eyes and a Mr. Clean head,
    But I can’t complain ‘cause at least I’m not dead.
    I may be out for the count but I will never be outdone.//

    I’m crying for my mother; I’m swearing from the gutter
    My mood swings faster than a palindrome on crack.
    The steroids fatten me up, but otherwise I’d throw up.
    I’m retaining so much water I should rent myself as an aquarium.

    //chorus//

    Mouth sores and skin rashes, a phoenix from the ashes;
    I can barely lift my pinky finger up and off my bed.
    A regenerating body, taking 6 months just to heal.
    But with a shining smile I’m ready to take up life as just being me.

    //Every day I swallow 19 drugs,
    Take time to admit that yeah, it sucks
    Then get on with my life.
    I got extra-long lashes and baby-soft hair.
    Haven’t quite reached the top, but I’m almost there.
    I may be out for the count but I will never, never be outdone.