Coping Mechanism - Shovels & Rope

I’ve got to find a better coping mechanism

I’m falling apart, disintegrating in the schism

Is it a show, or is it realism

Lost and found, and then I was locked up in a prison

I better find a more suitable solution

Before I reach the most predictable conclusion

To be the victim of my personal delusion

Just to find that I’ve been living an illusion

They say there’s just no substitute for the real thing

The kind of chemical that can make your whole body sing

You can take the needle and shove it in your vein

And call it medication to alleviate you pain

I do my best to keep the confusion to a minimum

I’ll try not to be the monster of the millennium

Someday they’ll thank us for the hell that we was givin' 'em

When all of this time we just hope we were borderline offendin' 'em

They say there’s just no substitute for the real thing

The kind of chemical that can make your whole body sing

Scrub it till you’re bleedin', but you can’t scrub out the stain

Leave your mouth wide open while you’re drowning in the rain

Put your head down, wipe the spit out your eye

Ain’t nobody coming to your «poor me» parade

When trouble knock on your door, what you ignoring it for

You’ll be standing there helpless when it comes on in

Say there’s just no substitute for the real thing

The kind of chemical that’ll make your whole body sing

You can test your merit, you can show it some restraint

But in the end you’re just a predictable refrain

Oh, ain’t nothing like the real thing

The kind of chemical that’ll make your whole body sing

You can test your merit, you can show it some restraint

But in the end you’re just a predictable refrain

Poisonin' your brain (Your heart has been mislain)

You’re gonna die just the same (For a dream you could not attain)

'Cause you drove yourself insane (And there’s nobody left to blame)

So you just carry on an complain

'Til you forget your name