Screeching Weasel My Brain Hurts
Time gets wasted every day I watch the minutes tick away My brain is
melting like a chocolate ice cream bar Like characters on TV these people
look like maggots to me and I wonder what the hell is wrong with me Milk
fed little beauty queen she's straight out of a magazine she sits beside me
breathing different air than me The perfect generation sees that I'm
infected with disease and everything just crumbles and there's nothing left
If i wanna do something right I gotta do it myself or someone else will
fuck it up It isn't all black and white and now it's time to stop and
figure out reality No one knows what they're talking about if what they're
talking about don't making any sense to me I gotta figure it out cause I
don't want something to believe in
