I've got it all sewn up, a hardened razor-cut Scar-map across my body And you can trace the lines through misery's design That map across my body
A collage I'm all sewn up A montage I'm all sewn up
A random pattern with a needle and thread The overlapping way diseases are spread To a tornado body with a hand grenade head And the legs are two lovers entwined
Inside I'm hollowed out, outside's a paper shroud And all the rest's illusion That there's a will and soul, that we can wrest control From chaos and confusion
A collage I'm all sewn up A montage I'm all sewn up
The automatist's undoin', the whole world starts unscrewin' As time collapses and space warps You see decay and ruin, I tell you, "No, no, no, no You make such an exquisite corpse", oh yeah
I've got it all sewn up, a hardened razor-cut Scar-map across my body And you can trace the lines through misery's design That map across my body
A collage I'm all sewn up A montage I'm all sewn up, up, up, up, up