MINDWORM

Drown in my worst fears, here's to our worst years

Wasted it all away, feel like I'm cursed dear

Might go berserk, might lose myself

Don't care if I hurt or make a fool of myself

All the same faces, sick of these places

I just might take off, living in the matrix

Get out of my head, sick of living this way

Won't be mislead, send the pigs in my place

Forget who I've left, oh why must I cling

When they're all dead, it won't mean a damn thing

All these attachments, drive me to madness

Souls made of plastic, might do something drastic, uh