Help me doctor doctor cause I'm seein lots of spots
 I'm thinkin of pink elephants with little polka dots
 I'm tired  crazy tired  but I can not get no sleep
 Cause every time I close my eyes I think I'm six feet deep
 I feel I'm goin slow as hell but everything is speedin
 Last night I woke up screamin and my bathroom walls were bleedin
 I thought I fell asleep at work  but then when I awoke
 I was all alone and had my own hands on my throat
 Clippings from the newspaper of murders my library
 Sometimes I get a urge to walk inside a cemetary
 I looked into a mirror seen a rope around my neck
 I smoked a lot of cigarettes, cause I'm a nervous wreck
 Tryin to relax, I ran some water in the tub
 Vision somebody slaughtered, then the water turned to blood
 I'm runnin down the hallway tryin to reach an exit door
 The more and more I run seems like it's further than before
 Voices sometimes tell me what I won't do, what I will do
 Voices in my head right now are tellin me to kill you
 Filled up with anxiety, I went to Lover's Lane
 Seen a couple kissin, then blew out the brother's brain
 I feel the world's against me and the women are so dirty
 I hate women today because my mother used to hurt me
 I think I'm goin crazy Doc no longer can I hack it
 Please, doctor please, put me in a straight jacket

 A lady picked me up hitchikin, what a big mistake
 Several hours later, there's a body by the lake
 Walked into a train station, headed towards the back
 Caught a flashback, and pushed a man right on the track
 I'm in my darkroom inside my house that is deserted
 developin the photo of a hoe that I just murdered
 I took a walk one night because I wanted to get out
 I stepped outside, I paused, and I was back inside my house
 Called up PLENTY doctors, told em all about my health
 My phone just plays a dial tone, I'm talkin to myself
 Snap back to reality, at least that's what I thought
 Runnin from the spirits of the bodies I just caught
 I can't escape this hell I'm in, not even in my dreams
 I cover both my ears, because I'm sick of hearin screams
 I been a mental case since I was in the seventh grade
 Stabbed another student, licked his blood off of my blade
 I got two personalities inside sometimes they battle
 When I look at my picture all I see is scribble scrabble
 I feel I'm really losin it, I need to write to Abby
 The characters on TV try to reach right out and grab me
 I always hear somebody talkin bout they gonna do me
 But I listen again and it's those voices talkin to me
 You heard of shadowboxin? I see mine and then attack it
 Please, doctor please, put me in a straight jacket