Текст: Connells. Bitter Pill.

Feeling apart from yourself while you're feeling
When you're alone, are you sure?
Guess you don't have too much left, do you really
Pick it all up and go?

Anyway here's something to make you feel better
I guess you will, I can't see
Here's something to make you feel all right
That you'd kill just to be

Keeping the friends that you keep, do they keep you
From coming to terms with yourself?
Even your shadow knows how they see you
Neither of you really cares

Anyway here's something to make you feel better
A bitter pill at your feet
Here's something to make you feel all right
Make a wish, wait and see

Having a ball with yourself, you're defeated
Will you turn back to what's left?
Right at the moment, it's clear, you've conceded
Will you go back to what's there?

Anyway here's something to make me feel better
I got you out of my mind, yeah yeah yeah
Here's something to make me feel all right
Keep it simple and kind, yeah yeah yeah

Here's something to make you feel better
I guess you will, I can't see, yeah yeah yeah
Here's something to make you feel all right
I bet you'd kill just to be, yeah yeah yeah