Locked In Syndrome

Where does my mind go?
I thought you'd ought to know
That dinner's on the stove
Life's become a bore
God she is a whore
And I tremble in the shadow of her form
I can't quite see
Safe with lock and key
Screaming in my ears
I'll paper shred your tears

Where have you been?
Dead to me again
I miss you so much, please come home
Well good bye bye bye baby you lied
I know I can think
I'm running in a dream
Stuck in this rut, but not for long
Wake up break up put on makeup and hit the bong

Baby talk to me
May I buy you a drink?
Tilt it back and don't you think
Hot metal in my skin
Oh how long its been
Darling you did fine, oh how it felt inside
Spinal fluid leaks onto the floor
Itchy bitchy spider lock the door
God she is a whore, I can't take anymore
Fuck this fucking shit and praise the lord

Where have you been?
Dead to me again
I miss you so much, please come home
Well good bye bye bye baby you lied
I know I can think
I'm running in a dream
Stuck in this rut, but not for long
Wake up break up put on makeup and hit the bong



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Writer(s): Creepy Crawley
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