Had a friend he would spend all his time going mad
You never heard more absurd, his new versions of 'crazy horses'
Finger to the head, everybody said he was cracked
And he was out there, but somehow he always came back
Back to zero
Then he got put away up to the hospital
Back to zero
They let him out -- Now he's got nothing to say

The lesson learnt was to never return to that place
Creating fear with control of your character on prescription
Now he smiles like his files are being held to his face
If he did resist a bit it wouldn't fit and there he goes again
Back to zero
He plays it safe but feels deranged
Back to zero
Just waiting for the call -- We're taking all you know away

They call you mad, feed you drugs, say you're cured and you're free
To keep in line with the threat they can do as they please
Scapegoats for the rest of us until we sus it's all you & me
In and out of institutions, repetition & exclusion
Lies they sell you
Make you doubt your sanity
But when they tell you
You must come back where you've just been
You'll have no chance to tell them
"No! I'm OK now!"
Back to zero
"No! I'm OK now!"
Back to zero
Back to zero
Back to zero
"No! I'm OK now!"
Back to zero
Back to zero
Back to zero
"No! I'm OK now!"