I used to be the coolest kid
Nowadays I just wanna stay in bed
Steady diet of garlic bread
Dead space outside my head
I miss the voice between my ears
It has been gone for several years
It gave me ideas of what to do;
Like, cover my arms in bad tattoos
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I liked me better when I was possessed!
Fat sick and nearly dead
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Tired of punching the machine
Want something more to believe in
Where's the daemon in my head
Where's the monsters under my bed
Stuck at my computer screen
Giving up as a daily routine
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I want to go to crust punk shows
At the same time I don't
I was a wolf in sheep clothes
Where did the wolf go
I want to hang out with the freaks
I wanna sink real low
I want my devil on my shoulder
Like a friend that never lets me go