Sick, am I sick? And for these last five years I've been stuck up in here Inside this brain that drains into society Inject it in your veins
Give me hand grenades Give me razor blades Give me anything to make the pain go away 'Cause these pills don't work Sometimes they make it worse And now I'm slowly going down the fucking drain
The lights are on But there's no one home And I sit here in my dark place alone Dark place alone
I, I don't mind the side effects of my so-called life Now I bide, bide my time To infect this world with my, with my fucking mind
The lights are on But there's no one home And I sit here in my dark place alone Dark place alone
Now I'm sick in the head, in the head, motherfucker Like the living dead, living dead, motherfucker Now I'm sick in the head, in the head, motherfucker Like the living dead, living dead, motherfucker
The lights are on But there's no one home And I sit here in my dark place alone Dark place alone
The lights are on But there's no one home And I sit here in my dark place alone Dark place alone