Dear sons and daughters, of forgotten fathersnWe were born dead on accident, we're a failed experiment nOf a doctor who lost his notes, proscribing patients a lethal dose with two parts love and one part lust one part greed for both of us nnThere's no cure for our dysfunction nSo we celebrate our conditionn nThe bottle broke pills fell out, We overdosed on lovers’ doubt The bottle broke we drank it all passed out and missed the doctor’s call nnPills plastic and bottles thick nThe diagnosis is in we’re sick.