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Irrigate Miss Toxin Head. Her mind is filled with poison. | CREDITS
Karen Houser---Eran Westwood | COPYRIGHT
1998 | LYRICS
I was dropped on my head as a little baby. My whole life has been worse than a bad B movie. What more can I say, I'm a Capricorn. I never get my way. Push me up the hill to ascend the incline. Weather beaten mountain goat, don't you love to cry.
I don't have a past I was born in a mental institution, and if things get really bad I'll check into Bellevue.
Irrigate Miss Toxin Head. Her mind is filled with poison.
I feel so infantile. Can't leave the house today cuz if I do you'll make me mad, then I'll have to run you over with my bike. Unfamiliar voices I don't like. It's a conspiracy. Society's germs are out to plague me. Don't pollute my space. Oh my precious space.
Here comes a panic attack. I'm choking on my brain again. I'm addicted to obsessive compulsive thought patterns of pain. I'm looking for an alternative to suicide. Prescription drugs won't do. I understand depression. It's my most common mood.
Saturn's sick child needs to go outside. My condescending nurse smacks me with a whip and says 'Get with it caterpillar turn into a butterfly.' Oh nurse you're in for a surprise. I'm a bullet proof bully surrounded by bombs and barbed wire.
I'm determined to push my way through the ranks of society. Here's a sledgehammer, pounce on my body.
Irrigate Miss Toxin Head. Her mind is filled with poison. | RELEASED
September 1st, 1999 |
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