I'm scared to death
Of myself

I can't feel anything
I can't feel anything
I have [bad word] the pain
I have [bad word] my own demons

I'm tired of being a punk
yeah, like I ever was
I'm tired of being myself
yeah, like I ever am

like a quarter dug out of a homeless man's pocket
like a finger torn out from the socket
I tried it and I knock it
I'm just mad, 'cause nobody wants to steal my soul

I'm tired of being made up
yeah, like I ever am

I'm tired of being tied down
yeah, like I ever was

Turn the radio on
to the techno station
keep it a few points off, so it sounds [bad word] 
Then it matches my head
all static with the meters in the red
I'm feeling half dead

feel the demons rise
let the mercury rise
I can't close my eyes