Time to empty head 

Try and dream instead 

Let memory trip and finally slip 

Like acid in milk 

Garbage in silk 

Dripping and oozing your sex over my guilt 



And I really don't know who to care about 

And I don't know if I'm in our out 



God is dead 

God is dead from hesitation 

Cannot make love to the ones you have sold yourself to Jesus hates my generation 

He'd rather go down and around and go down, but he's always in love with the role that he's playing 



And I really don't know who to care about 

And I don't know if I'm in or out 

Should I torture myself and live in doubt? 

And I really don't know if I'm in or out...of my head 



It's in my head 

It's in my head 



Sugar sweet suicide drips 

Find me a lick from your finger tips 



Let my soul go down and around and around and go down 

In control, but where do I find love? 

Should I torture myself and live in doubt? 

And I don't know if I'm in or out 



So unkind 

I really don't know 

Love in mind 

I really don't know 



It's in my head 

It's in my head 

Let my soul...It's in my head 

It's in my head