All around you hear the sound of pills that drown the voice of discontent,On this I have to say,I was twisting around when my fable stopped,Coming alive I have never felt so low,So lowSo lowHonestly, I canât believe the should(s) that feed the feelings,Till they rust,In this I have to trust (I know absurd as it seems)I shout it out loud because it bothers meIn coming aliveI have never felt so low, so low so lowSo low so low so lowSo lowâ¦