Bad or a wet dream,
Feelin` so inbetween,
Gun in my pocket an` a target on my head.
Right on the wrong road,
He talks to me through dogs,
Not sure who it is but I know it ain`t God.
Feel like they`re watchin` me,
Know that they`re watchin` me,
C`mon lets go got two tickets to the moon.
Now what are you supposed to do?
When they got their hooks in you?
Do you beleive me?
I was there.
And didja hear it!?
Yeah...
Not my fault, wasn`t even there.
Rest of the world, all gone insane.
Can ya hear the dogs barkin` can ya hear the dogs speak?
Seen it on the TV, something gonna break.
Now how am I supposed to breathe,
When there is no air?
And how am I supposed to be!?
When those hooks are pullin` me...
Down.
If you release me,
Won`t be there.
If you leave me!!!
I won`t care.
I hear black it has no mercy!
Repeating in my head.
In my head....
In my...
From the inside out... talk to me, in, tounges.
The worst... of this... I understand,
That the flies are breeding,
The wounds are bleeding,
There`ll be no healing in my house.
From the inside out.
You know I`m not the same!
Repeating in my head
In my head.