quinta-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2009

something is squeezing my skull

I'm doing very well
I can blackout the present and the past now
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out
Thank you good day

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I cannot describe
There is no hope in modern life

I'm doing very well
It's a miracle I've made it even this far
The motion of taxi's excite me
when you feel it, but not rightly

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I cannot describe
There is no love in modern life

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can't fight
No true friends in modern life

Diazapam
Valium
Tarmazpam
Lithium
HRT
ECT
How long must I stay on this stuff?

Please don't give me more
Please don't give me more
Please don't give me more
Please don't give me more

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