Lyrics

[Verse 1] Raving and drooling, I fell on his neck with a scream He had a whole lot of terminal shock in his eye [Verse 2] That's what you get for pretending the rest are not real Babbling and snapping at far away flies He will zigzag his way back through memories of boredom and pain [Instrumental] [Verse 3] How does it feel to be empty and angry and spaced Split up the middle between the illusion of safety in numbers And the fist in your face