I had visions, I was in them,
I was looking into the mirror
To see a little bit clearer
The rottenness and evil in me
Fingertips have memories,
Mine can`t forget the curves of your body
And when I feel a 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 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, Goddamn 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
Everybody`s comin` to get me
Just say you never met me
I`m runnin` underground with the moles
Diggin` in holes
Hear the voices in my head
I swear to God it sounds like they`re snoring
But if you`re bored then you`re boring
The agony and the irony, they`re killing me, whoa!
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 this well
(One, two, three, four!)