Serotonin کے بول

My migraine makes me ill My electricity is low My laceration soothes itself My chemicals flow And I'm boosting what I take Just like the Germans, getting off On herbal vacuum - pumps of blow It shows all I know And I drop and I drop And my body levels drop And my nerves clogging up Sucking all the substance up With this method that I have found I'm redressing all I know I can change the amount of God That wraps around me From a satellite they fire Serotonin from eight miles Above Deeside in binary It orbits my street (Redux, redux, redux, redux Redux, redux, redux, redux Redux, redux, redux, redux) My chemist is the only friend that I've got