My Recovery Injection

I've been waitin' on the overdrive Slick and polished on the inside It ruins feeding time I'll recover in an empty room In remission from a real mood Sit down, fuck-up, and wait your turn Why can't we hide our secret lives? Why can't we climb this useless height? You hide your time so well Small scars of love, and hate and happiness You hide your scars so well Ah-ah, ah-ah I'll recover if you want me to Dig my way out of my black mood Wait for the sun to fade Why can't we hide our useless lives? You hide your time so well Small scars of love, and hate and happiness You hide your scars so well Ah-ah, ah-ah You hide your time so well Small scars of love, and hate and happiness You hide your scars so well Ah-ah, ah-ah And nothing matters anymore And nothing matters anymore And nothing matters anymore And nothing matters anymore And nothing matters anymore And nothing matters anymore (you) And nothing matters anymore (say) And nothing matters anymore (nothing) And nothing matters anymore (you) And nothing matters anymore (say) And nothing matters anymore (nothing)