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The antidepressants don't work, mate My anxiety's off the charts That's why I lie awake at night It's not my broken heart Or all my doubts and self-intoxication Though I suppose that's a start To figuring out why I feel like this When everything's falling apart And everybody's got advice And everybody's doing fine At least that's what they tell me When they're running out of time I'm alright, I'm alright Just a little out of my mind Got a head full of meds And a heart on overtime I'm alright, I'm alright That's what everybody likes So I'll save the conversation For another sleepless night Another sleepless night Another sleepless night The doctor says I need a hobby I said I haven't got the time He said I ought to get outside I said, yeah, that might be nice I've been making little promises To a man I used to know He looks a lot like me these days Though I suppose it doesn't show And everybody's got a cure And everybody knows the score But nobody can tell me What we're doing all this for I'm alright, I'm alright Just a little out of my mind Got a head full of panic And a heart on overtime I'm alright, I'm alright That's what everybody likes So I'll save the conversation For another sleepless night They say it's all about perspective They say it's all inside your head Well, that's a lovely observation When you're not the one who's scared With the bills upon the table And the news upon the screen And a thousand little reasons To pretend it's all a dream I'm alright, I'm alright Just a little out of my mind Got a head full of meds And a hardon all the time I'm alright, I'm alright I could say it all my life But there's something in the silence That won't let me sleep tonight The antidepressants don't work, mate My anxiety's off the charts And everybody's got an answer... But I still don't know where to start