Lyric Flagpole Sitta

I had visions, I was in them
I was looking into the mirror
to see a little bit clearer
rottenness and evil in me

fingertips have memories
mine can t forget the curves of your body
and when I feel a bit naughty
I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes
(but no one ever does)

I m not sick but I m not well
and I m so hot cause I m in hell

been around the world and found
that only stupid people are breeding
the cretins cloning and feeding
and I don t even own a tv

put me in the hospital for nerves
and then they had to commit me
you told them all i was crazy
they cut off my legs now I m an amputee, god damn you

I m not sick but I m not well
and I m so hot cause I m in hell
I m not sick but I m not well
and it s a sin to live so well

I wanna publish zines
and rage against machines
I wanna pierce my tongue
it doesn t hurt, it feels fine
the trivial sublime
i d like to turn off time
and kill my mind
you kill my mind

paranoia paranoia
everybody s coming to get me
just say you never met me
I m going underground with the moles
hear the voices in my head
i swear to god it sounds like they re snoring
but if you re bored then you re boring
the agony and the irony, they re killing me

I m not sick but I m not well
and I m so hot cause I m in hell
I m not sick but I m not well
and it s a sin to live so well.