We're getting radio again...
I just want to get out of this place
I don't want to make up my mind
Isn't it great how all your problems
They can be solved by taking a pill (Pills)
Everything is just how I like it
Little bit good, little bit bad
I can't live without it
Everything is under control
I need what I need
And I don't need you telling me
I need what I need
And I don't need you telling me
Every time I'm feeling sad
I like to pop one of those pills
No, it ain't bad liking to feel good
Little bit fun losing your mind
No, it ain't bad forming a habit
When feeling so good is all that you do
Feeling that shit all through my body
Liking the taste of feverish mind
I need what I need
And I don't need you telling me
I need what I need
And I don't need you telling me