From the recording When In Doubt Whip It Out
Lyrics
I'm sick
Stuck in a prison
4 Walls
No doors, no vents, no halls
Cause I'm getting sick of you,
searching for the same thing day after day
Rott
My Mind might just
Stable,
just might not be
cause I'm getting sick of you
Finding out what I truly am
Ill
yes I am
Hurtful,
With good intention
Cynical,
Just might be
