Disco Biscuits Follow

And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
Most valued possession

Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and
My air is getting thin

I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and
My palms are getting wet sweating bullets

Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level

Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been

Well, I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe and
My palms are getting wet sweating bullets

My hair, my hair, my hair
Blood stains on my, sucks
The axe, the axe, the axe
The axe, the axe, the axe
The axe, the axe, the axe
Sweating, sweating, sweating
Sweating, sweating, sweating

Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to Dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile it's blacktooth grin

If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off, I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and
My air is getting thin

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been

Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity for your stupidity

I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets

And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my