We need to find some help for you.
If you say that we're ill, just give us your pill
Hope we'll just go away
But once you've inhaled death
We need to find some help for you.
If you say that we're ill, just give us your pill
Hope we'll just go away
But once you've inhaled death
Everything else is perfume
Maybe I'm just a mystery, I could end up your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery, I could end up your misery
In the end, we all end up in a garbage dump
But I'll be the one that's holding your hand
[Chorus]
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
[Verse 2]
Maybe I'm just a mystery, I could be your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery
Marry with the left hand
So far, so far from the mad'ning crowd
[Chorus]
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
[Verse 3]
Am I a man or a show, or moment
The man in the moon
Or a man of all seasons
Will I be in at the kill with you?
[Chorus]
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
[Outro]
We are sick
Necesitamos encontrar ayuda para usted.
Si dices que estamos enfermos, solo danos tu pastilla
Espero que nos vayamos
Pero una vez que has inhalado la muerte
Todo lo demás es perfume
Tal vez solo soy un misterio, podría terminar tu miseria
Tal vez solo soy un misterio, podría terminar tu miseria
Al final, todos terminamos en un basurero
Pero seré yo quien sostenga tu mano
[Coro]
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
[Verso 2]
Tal vez solo soy un misterio, podría ser tu miseria
Tal vez solo soy un misterio
Casarse con la mano izquierda.
Tan lejos, tan lejos de la multitud loca
[Coro]
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
[Verso 3]
¿Soy un hombre o un espectáculo o un momento?
El hombre en la luna
O un hombre de todas las estaciones
¿Estaré en la matanza contigo?
[Coro]
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
Estamos enfermos, jodidos y complicados
Somos un caos, no podemos ser curados
[Outro]
Estamos enfermos