Doctor doctor doctor ya ya
Doctor doctor doctor ya ya
Doctor doctor doctor ya ya
Oh my god I'm sick ya
Help me someone I'm sick ya
Someone help me, or else I'll just die
Whatever I eat with flavor, there's no flavor
Whatever I hear feelings, there are no feelings
Oh my god I'm gonna die
I don't want to die yet, I still want to live
There's everything and anything on Earth right now
There's too much and it's just not interesting anymore
Even all the models, are they doppelgängers?
This is serious, the same kinds are overflowing
I just want to play basketball with everyone
Who's fake and who's honest?
Who knows, that's foolish, everyone's honest
This and that, everything's boring
I want some excitement
Everyone says they hate what's normal
But there's too much normal around
I'm tired of hearing it all
I'm tired of seeing this new trend
This is the 'no flavor' syndrome
You guys just have no taste, hey
Help me doctor, something's wrong
It feels like I'm dying because there's no flavor
Niki niki niki doctor
Pretty pretty please help me
Oh my God, I'm sick ya
Help me doctor, I'm sick ya
Doctor help me, or else I'll just die
I can't feel anything, nothing
It's the same again, what is it?
This era is cursed
Because there's too much information
There's just lies on Twitter
Everyone calls themselves a hero
I'm sick of these new villains every day
Tonight's prey is you
But who will it be tomorrow?
Everything seems to be made in mass-production
And I'm the only one that shines bright
Everyone's boring, they have no energy
Looks like they're afraid of being hated
I can be together with everyone else
And still call it individuality
I'm tired of hearing it all
I'm tired of seeing this new trend
This is the 'no flavor' syndrome
You guys just have no taste, hey
Help me doctor, something's wrong
It feels like I'm dying because there's no flavor
Niki niki niki doctor
Pretty pretty please help me
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