I had visions, I was in them; I was looking into the mirror To see a little bit clearer The rottenness and evil in me. Fingertips have memories Mine cant forget the curves of your body And when I feel a bit naughty I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes (but no one ever does) Im not sick but Im not well And Im so hot cause Im in Hell. Been around the world and found That only stupid people are breeding The cretins cloning and feeding And I dont even own a TV Put me in the hospital for nerves And then they had to commit me You told them all I was crazy They cut off my legs, now Im an amputee, God damn you Im not sick but Im not well And Im so hot cause Im in Hell Im not sick but Im not well And its a sin to live so well I wanna publish zines And rage against machines I wanna pierce my tongue It doesnt hurt, it feels fine The trivial sublime Id like to turn off time And kill my mind You kill my mind, mind Paranoia, paranoia Everybodys coming to get me Just say you never met me Im running underground with the moles (digging holes) Hear the voices in my head I swear to God it sounds like theyre snoring; But if youre bored, then youre boring. The agony and the irony: theyre killing me (whoa). Im not sick but Im not well And Im so hot cause Im in Hell Im not sick but Im not well And its a sin to live this well (one, two, three, four) https://youtube/watch?v=nBgmC_USeoM
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 07:06:11 +0000
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