The Ritalin Conspiracy Lyrics & Chords By The Flaming Tsunamis

False symptoms, disease created.
Here we stand, one nation sedated.
Avoiding life in favor of sedation.
But now I'm so numb, I am too focused on perfection.
You created our disease, you treated the affliction.
Then you reap the profit, addiction.
FOCUS ON THIS!
Bad science for false clients, makes for your compliance.
False symptoms, disease created.
Here we stand, one nation sedated.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with us.
THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG WITH US