Skitzo

The killer awoke at noon
He grabbed coffee and slipped on his
Converse Shoes

Winds blowing to the right
Rains falling to the left
Spots appear
On my cigarette
On my cigarette

I go back in the house
So small and tiny
Like a mouse
I am not a mouse

I creep on through the floor
Life's no fun no more
I am so bored

There's someone after me
There's someone plotting me
And it's only me

I'm out to get myself
I'm trying to kill myself
I'm trying to kill
Myself

I fucked up
I fucked it all up
I fucked it all up.

There's someone haunting me
Drink some more coffee
I need to sleep
I need to sleep

There's a voice inside my mind
He thinks I'm dumb
Deaf and Blind
There's a voice inside my mind

Dust in my throught
Starting to choke
It's one big fucking joke
I'm a Skitzo