A                    C
I have a mental condition
D                      A
My red pants sure look fine!
                       C
A life of pain and addiction
D                          A
Sometimes i feel like i can fly

D              E                     A
Gotta move on, pretend everything is fine
D              E                      A
Gotta move on, a rotten soul a rotten mind

A                  C
I have mental condition
D                     A
My red pants sure look gross
                          C
A world that's round and vicious
D                          A
Sometimes i think that i am lost

D              E                     A
Gotta move on, pretend everything is gold
D              E                     A
Gotta move on, a rotten mind a rotten soul

G     F#    F    A
Despite all my pills
G     F#          F        A
A head a-floating on its illness