Some inner fury's got a hold on me Ties me up won't let me free Pain... it makes me hate I wonder now it is too late Thoughts of death psychotic dreams Alter his thoughts to swim in the mainstream Don't let him think he'll be okay Give him a pill, he'll be ok
Living life by the will of others; damned to hell Put some flowers in the padded cell. Perish in a cell Keep him away from his life's contentment: damned to Therapy to reduce the resentment-psycho cell hell
Crucify me with your lies What we say what we do; you despise Ignorance: the shwing of; is in yer eyes Open up, understand realize
Out of control, with a pathetic vengeance Mind decay with a life sentence Dehumanized by doctors lies Pain is there, it's in his eyes Alter his thoughts to swim in the mainstream Don't let him think he'll be okay Give him medicine, he'll be ok.