We have just the tools to fix him
We cannot just let him leave here
To save him from himself
Intro tape begins to roll
And put all this work to waste
Hoping to find in me the answers
We can't seem to find the answers
Random blinding flashes
The boy is simply crazy
To the test that stumped them all
Hoping to find in me the answers
Still they keep me between these hollow walls
Aiming at the stage
The smell of pure adrenaline
Curled up in the darkness
And really could use some help
Steaming through the night
Searching for the light
To the test that stumped them all
Burning in the night
We have just the tools to fix him
Providing not a clue
We honestly think that maybe
Suffering from delusions
He might need an institution
Igniting sonic rage
Pills red, pink and blue
Still they keep me between these hollow walls
Why don't we try shock treatment
The smell of stale sweat and shit
It really might do some help
He lives in a world of fiction
Counseling and therapy
He seemed such a clear cut case
Random urine testing
