I'm doing very well

I can block out the present and the past now

I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out

Thank you, drop dead



Oh, something is squeezing my skull

Something I can barely describe

There is no love in modern life



I'm doing very well

It's a miracle I've even made it this far

The motion of taxis excite me

Will you peel it back and bite me?



Oh, something is squeezing my skull

Something I can barely describe

There is no hope in modern life



Oh, something is squeezing my skull

Something I can't fight

No true friends in modern life



Diazapam... that's Valium

Tarmazpam, Lithium



HRT, ECT... how long must I stay on this stuff?



Please don't gimme anymore... [repeat]