Lletres: Kara's Flowers. The Fourth World. Myself.

I have told all of my enemies
Very politely, to go home
I have seen all of your remedies
Now won't you let me please go home

I can't find anything to be sad about
They say I'm doomed but I feel fine

I have tried so very hard as hell
To stay away from hell and live upstairs
But when I see all of your remedies
I try quite desperately to go home

I can't find anything to be sad about
They say I'm doomed but I feel fine

But if I'm sitting here lonely
With no-one to hold me
At least I'll have my health
I'm trying to control myself

I have told all of my enemies
Very politely, to go home
I have seen all of your remedies
Now won't you let me please go home

I've been acting irresponsibly
Oh, what could possibly go wrong
I have choked on all your remedies
Now won't you let me please go home

But if I'm sitting here lonely
With no-one to hold me
At least I'll have my health
I'm trying to control myself
I'm trying to control myself