Screeching Weasel Dead Alive
I know there's something underneath
All the artificial medicated layers of illusion
And I sense that what's inside of me
Could be a terrifying homicidal warped delusion
Now I'm locked down in this room
Eyes wild in a trance
What What Did somebody say a prayer
How adorable but I'm afraid I'm way past saving
God-damned and I can't pretend to care
I don't know what I am but I've gone stark raving mad
I'm locked down in this room
Eyes wild in a trance
I'm locked inside a tomb
I'm terrible at night
Falling bawling crawling for my rock
Hating waiting for something to take me away
Now now don't go getting all upset
You know it always looks worse whеn you're on the outside
I'm finе by tomorrow I'll forget
It's a blessing and a curse it's a psychotronic ride
I'm locked down in this room
Eyes wild in a trance
I'm locked inside a tomb
I'm terrible at night
I'm dead alive
