i had visions, i was in them
i was looking into the mirror
to see a little bit clearer
rottenness and evil in me
fingertips have memories
mine can`t 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)
i`m not sick but i`m not well
and i`m so hot cause i`m in hell
been around the world and found
that only stupid people are breeding
the cretins cloning and feeding
and i don`t 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 i`m an amputee, god damn you
i`m not sick but i`m not well
and i`m so hot cause i`m in hell
i`m not sick but i`m not well
and it`s a sin to live so well
i wanna publish zines
and rage against machines
i wanna pierce my tongue
it doesn`t hurt, it feels fine
the trivial`s sublime
i`d like to turn off time
and kill my mind, you kill my mind
paranoia paranoia
everybody`s coming to get me
just say you never met me
i`m going underground with the moles
hear the voices in my head
i swear to god it sounds like they`re snoring
but if you`re bored then you`re boring
the agony and the irony, they`re killing me
i`m not sick but i`m not well
and i`m so hot cause i`m in hell
i`m not sick but i`m not well
and it`s a sin to live so well