Angry Neurotic Catholics

Aahh!

I'm suffering from depression
The anger turned within
What do I gain for all my pain?
Perhaps a seat in heaven?

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Don't do what you want
Do what you're taught is right
Your life is built on paranoia and guilt
Don't forget your Valium tonight

The agony I must endure, my mind is painful and swells
The punishment for what I've done is forever the pains of hell
How come what is natural has to be a sin?
Why would God give me this urge if I cannot give in?
They say don't give up, that Jesus loves me
But there's some things he doesn't forgive
I know I have sinned and am therefore worthless
And I don't deserve to live

I went down to my basement confused and depressed
Put Black Sabbath on
Razor blade in hand, a Wilkinson I think
Ten slashes on each arm
My only wrong doing was being born human and following my instincts
I never was happy, I never was sane so I shall be extinct
The growing pool of crimson, at last I am pure
Witness my sanguineous penance
I don't need anyone, my soul's been set free
Death is total independence

Stand up straight
Stomach in
Shoulders back
Sound of
Angry neurotic Catholics
Angry neurotic Catholics
(It's a sin)
It's not a sin
It's not a sin, shut up fucker

Angry neurotic Catholics
Angry neurotic Catholics
(It's a sin, it's a sin)
It's not a sin, it's not a sin
Shut up, shut up
Get out of my head, get out
Get out
Angry neurotic Catholics
It's a sin



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Writer(s): Peter Thomas Steele
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