Placebo Syndrome

When all the smiles are out of town
You’re going round and round
You find the Syndrome
When your ups lift you down
Your placebo is too weak
You’re in the Syndrome
You’re in the Syndrome
And the intensity of their sadness
Is equal to the intensity they enjoy
There’s so much Syndrome, baby
When all the thing is out of sound
There’s no coming round
Play with the Syndrome
What used to be such fun to do
Can often lead you weak
Into the Syndrome
Livin' at the top of the Syndrome
Placebo Syndrome
There’s so much Syndrome, baby (there's so much Syndrome, baby)
When all the smiles are out of town
You’re falling round and round
You find the Syndrome
When your ups lift you down
Your placebo is too weak
You’re in the Syndrome
So good, Syndrome, livin' in the Syndrome
Syndrome, baby!
Livin' at the top of the Syndrome
Placebo Syndrome