Broken, stoned and cherry-red
Dreams of these go flashing through my head
Mad and twice dead anymore
Kill me and I know for sure
Candy, blood and taffy, too
Please know that I do my best for you
Have you got a clue?
That’s just how I think
Tell me I have to be calm
Tell me there will be no harm
Stick a needle in my skin
Since when was therapy a sin?
There is nothing in my skull
There is nothing left at all
And it’s all okay, that’s nothing new
Broken, stoned and cherry-red
Dreams of these go flashing through my head
Mad and twice dead anymore
Kill me and I know for sure
Shove an ice pick up my eye
Take a