I'm Not Sick, But I'm Not Well. Paranoia Paranoia Everybody's Comin to GET ME. :)

   

They cut off my legs now I'm an Amputee dog damn you. 

I want to publish scenes

And rage against machines.  On Rose Beach.  Brighton Memes. 

I had visions, I was in them

I was looking into the mirror

To see a little bit clearer

The rottenness and evil in me

Fingertips have memories

And I 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, cos 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, cos I'm in hell

I'm not sick, but I'm not well

And it's a sin, to look so well

I want to publish scenes

And rage against machines

I wanna pierce my tongue, it doesn't hurt it feels fine

But you don't look so fine

I'd like to turn off time

To kill my mind

To kill my mind

Paranoia, paranoia

Everybody's coming to get me

Just say you never met me

I'm running underground with the moles

Digging in holes

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, cos I'm in hell

I'm not sick, but I'm not well

And it's a sin, to look this well