I was born tiny and blue, just like a human
I was created by, a team of the biggest
brains at Hoffman la Roche in Switzerland
That rather earned some cash, than do anything about AIDS
My mission was, you're gonna get people to sleep
If someone takes you it should feel like you've received a gift
So they packed me down, and all my brothers,
and shipped us of to everyone that needed
At last we ended up at, a shelf in a hospital
The warning said mix us and you'll get an insane rush
but when we got descripted was it to a lonely soul
That carried a crushed dream of living well
She got torn apart could barley provide for her son
Poverty was a fact that raised the level
Both stress and worry kept her awake
She begged the doctor if could do anything about it
And the doctor said is it hard, well then you take two
So I ended up standing there in her bathroom cabin
They call me an anesthetizer
They call me a number
And sell me and swallow me I am a real killer
Everyone wants me because I'm so popular
No ones cheaper on the street than roppen is
Everyone wants to take me forget their problems
But I know because I turn your hearts to stone
But you want me because I'm so popular
No ones cheaper on the street than roppen is
And the woman had a son, he was around sixteen
Even him with problems or so said the principal
He only got criticized, (uh) no nice talk
He was stupid he was lazy, it was a constant nagging
And the son was tired, and wished mostly to escape
But the principal was hard and said he had the wrong attitude
He got the worst grade, he was messy and rowdy
He secretly smoked, and he acted badly
His bad self esteem, grew to hatred
The principal hit his fist on the table and said don't come back
The principal called home to Jens's mom instantly
And told her that that he was strongly pissed off
So mom now has to eat two of my blue brothers
To get it to go away, she stands there crying and bleeding
by the bathroom cabin, withe the box of Rohypnoll in her hand
She dropped it on the floor that was were the son found it (ey yo)
The son wakes up early and walks in to the bathroom
He finds me on floor and rinse me with water
He bumble into the kitchen, and finds mom's vodka
He drinks as much as he can, so insanely stupid
Because me and liquor mixes in his stomach and straight up to the brain
I'm starting to get him to feel weak and off
He looks at himself in the mirror, but his eyes are blank
He tries to thinks but gets pretty flimsy thoughts
It now feels like the hates he's carrying is gonna explode
He's resonating, it's all the principal's fault, that he is so fucking pissed
Feels completely reprobated he picks up a knife
and he tries to walk but he wobbles
He falls, accidentally stabs the knife in his stomach
Mom hears the sound and runs into the kitchen newly woken up
She shrieks loud enough to be heard in Switzerland
Ironic that it needs so little effort to ruin yourself
They call me an anesthetizer
They call me a number
And sell me and swallow me I am a real killer
Everyone wants me because I'm so popular
No ones cheaper on the street than roppen is
Everyone wants to take me forget their problems
But I know because I turn your hearts to stone
But you want me because I'm so popular
No ones cheaper on the street than roppen is
So just forget your problems, I turn your heart into a rock
And if you want yo escape then just take, because I'm cheapest in the city
And I have many many names, I put your tall country to sleep
So forget everything that's good, if it's me that you want
(What the fuck)