Auto Intoxication
JAMES BRADFIELD, NICHOLAS JONES, SEAN MOORE
The more I want to be me, the less I know myself
The living left to die, while ghosts are brought to life
Welcome to these slave trades
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
How the hell do we find each other suffering auto intoxication
But disaster isn't coming, it's already arrived
I am so lucky, I think that I survived
I am what I am, my body belongs to me
My work will set me free and fulfill my dreams
A new economy embraces the ruins
It makes us strong and soothes our fears
Welcome to these slave trades
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
How the hell do we find each other suffering auto intoxication
But disaster isn't coming, it's already arrived
I am so lucky, I think that I survived
