Take no advice from me. What do you want? What everybody sees. The disappearing of my Conscience is a science I can see. And you can't Take that happy pill from me. I can't laugh and I can't cry, I suppose one reason why. From here on out, it's apathy and me. Now that it's gone, I'm done. And I won't be A shrink for anyone. Cos your problems just make me Nauseas, and they're sung redundantly. And you can't take that song away from me.