Just lay back and enjoy this gift from me, take it
The silence in your ears, the darkness in your brain
Your sorrow replaced by my treatment to forget
Your worries, your troubles without regrets
I set you free
Why'd you want to ride a dead horse
Do you want to ride
If you think injustice is a privilege to you
The problem is not life itself, the real problem is you
So, do you feel better?
I hope you do, trust me
Those scars under your eyes will disappear so quickly
That you won't know if it was a dream or reality
Now stand on your two feet and start moving, do something now
Why'd you want to ride a dead horse
Do you want to ride
If you think injustice is a privilege to you
The problem is not life itself, the real problem is you
Head up high
'Cause I am sick of hearing you whine
Straight-ahead, and don't turn back
The silence in your ears, the darkness in your brain
Your sorrow replaced by my treatment to forget
Your worries, your troubles without regrets
I set you free
Why'd you want to ride a dead horse
Do you want to ride
If you think injustice is a privilege to you
The problem is not life itself, the real problem is you
So, do you feel better?
I hope you do, trust me
Those scars under your eyes will disappear so quickly
That you won't know if it was a dream or reality
Now stand on your two feet and start moving, do something now
Why'd you want to ride a dead horse
Do you want to ride
If you think injustice is a privilege to you
The problem is not life itself, the real problem is you
Head up high
'Cause I am sick of hearing you whine
Straight-ahead, and don't turn back