Chemical, Chemical
See the strange boy talking to his shadow
He's got a secret to tell
His imaginary friend knows everything
Don't let him go out
He says they won't believe you
You don't know what you're talking about
Cause his eyes are always red, can't sleep at night
Doesn't feel like being positive all the time
Doesn't sit still, doesn't look well
Give him something, make it chemical
You'll feel better when you cannot feel
See the strange girl talking to her shadow
She's got a secret to tell
Her imaginary friend knows everything
Don't let her go out
She says they won't believe you
You don't know what you're talking about
You'll get used to cranial niches
Smooths out neuro-transmitted glitches
You'll feel better when you cannot feel
We'll have such a fabulous time
Almost imitate a normal life
You'll feel better when you cannot feel
Químico, Químico
Mira al chico extraño hablando con su sombra
Él tiene un secreto que contar
Su amigo imaginario lo sabe todo
No lo dejes salir
Él dice que no te creerán
No sabes de qué estás hablando
Porque sus ojos siempre están rojos, no puede dormir por la noche
No se siente positivo todo el tiempo
No se queda quieto, no se ve bien
Dale algo, hazlo químico
Te sentirás mejor cuando no puedas sentir
Mira a la chica extraña hablando con su sombra
Ella tiene un secreto que contar
Su amigo imaginario lo sabe todo
No la dejes salir
Ella dice que no te creerán
No sabes de qué estás hablando
Te acostumbrarás a los rincones craneales
Suaviza las fallas neuro-transmitidas
Te sentirás mejor cuando no puedas sentir
Tendremos un tiempo fabuloso
Casi imitando una vida normal
Te sentirás mejor cuando no puedas sentir
Escrita por: Pretty Girls Make Graves