Tearing out my hair
On a bedroom floor
Empty all the meds

Never anymore
For sure
Throbbing in my flesh

Breaking out in scarlet sores
Therapy I've been enslaved
I think I'll medicate this rage


So now I've crossed the line
(Tearing out my on a bedroom floor)


Fixing up the drugs
With a tiny flame

Put 'em in my lungs
And forget my name
I blame my parents for molesting me

With self-fulfilling prophecies
The teacher for indulging me
%#@! dress up with fury, fear and shame


So now I've crossed the line
(Put 'em in my lungs, forget my name)


High, and I'll try
I'll get high

And I'll drive

If I were the keys

Then where would I be
If it's up to me
Then I'll be free

If I were the keys
Then where would I be
If it's up to me

Then I will be free

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah