Well

White noise in a white room, nothing to see
Except the empty bare bedroom, socks will bleed
And confusion it scares you, hopefully
You're not bloody and bruised, oh bloody and bruised

Well aren't you happy?
Well aren't you glad?
Well aren't you ready?
Well here's your chance

Bright lights and a conscious, waiting room
For my death and my judgement, see you soon
Faces melted like plastic, torn and screwed
Bend your neck like its caustic, it goes right through

I can't complete you
I can't complete you

Well aren't you happy?
Well aren't you glad?
Well aren't you ready?
Well here's your chance



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Difranco
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