Think I think too much
Worry way too much
Always over-analyzing
Too much on my mind
Too one-of-a-kind
Wish it wasn’t quite so tiring
I always aim to please but
The harder I try
The harder I fail
Enjoying the last legal drug
In hope of a new sensation
Enjoying the last legal drug
In an attempt to sink the nation

I find pleasure in
The most trivial sins
Little things of no importance
So high when I’m filled
So down when I’m billed
In desperate need of a golden mean
Think I think too much
Worry way too much
Always over-analyzing
Too much on my mind
Too one-of-a-kind
Wish it wasn’t quite so tiring
I always aim to please but
The harder I try
The harder I fail
Enjoying the last legal drug
In hope of a new sensation
Enjoying the last legal drug
In an attempt to sink the nation

This too shall pass
It always does
This too shall pass

To better days
To better years
To better dreams
To better deals
To better moods
And whatever needed

Enjoying the last legal drug
In hope of a new sensation
Enjoying the last legal drug
In an attempt to sink the nation

Time 5m47s
Tempo xxx bpm
Words Mårten Kellerman
Music Mårten Kellerman
Production Produced, recorded and mixed by Statemachine and Fred Caelou at Jennifer’s and FBI Studios, Stockholm. Additional keyboards, guitars and programming by Fred Caelou.
Publishing © 2003 Warner/Chappell & Subspace Communications. All rights reserved. Lyrics electronically reprinted with permission.