I had visions, I was in them

I was looking into the mirror

to see alittle bit clearer

rottenness and evil in me



fingertips have memories

mine can't forget the curves of your body

and when I feel alittle 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 are 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 dammn 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 sublime

I'd like to turn off time

and kill my mind

you kill my mind

(mind)



paranoia, paranoia

everbody's out to get me

just say you never met me

I'm runnin' underground with the moles 

dig the damn holes



hear the voices in my head

I swear to god it sounds like they're snoring

but if you're bored then your boring

the agony and the irony, they're killing me (whoa!)



I'm not sick but I'm not well

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