LYRIC
I’m symptomatic and manic with moral panic am I
Gonna stack it cut up inside someone’s attic am I
So erratic in drowning out the static
I don’t wanna keep living so I just keep living it up
Yeah, you think you found safety in an abattoir baby
Where they promised you love but they cut out your tongue
And said «It was holy»
Please find me, I’m hungry
There’s a famine deep in me
And too much is never enough
Ah now I’m angry
Chopped my head off and it nearly bloody killed me
Now I’m rolling in the mud pushing daisies
Ah! In my membrane
Hearing all the voices that I try to contain
Ah! I’m freaking out
Take this burning tongue out my mouth
Settle in to insecurity
An alien in my own company
Hate being all alone
But better on my own
I’m living with the pain
Permanent migraine
Apocalyptic, so cryptic
It’s hard to keep up with it
It’s not simplistic, complicit it’s always making me sick
It’s not cathartic to always be always be so guarded
I don’t wanna keep living, so I just keep living it up
So lose time, waste your mind
Wish these charcoal tears were never mine
Send postcards, from graveyards
I’m holidaying in a hotel under the ground
Settle in to insecurity
An alien in my own company
Hate being all alone
But better on my own
I’m living with the pain
Permanent migraine
Just another trip, a Freudian slip, why can’t I get a grip?
Strapped to bed, banging my head, my brain is not my friend
When will this end, when will this end, when will this fucking end?!
Settle in to insecurity
An alien in my own company
Hate being all alone
But better on my own
I’m living with the pain
Permanent migraine
Permanent migraine
I’m living with the pain
Permanent migraine
Ow, got a bloody headache now
Help me Jim
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