I had visions, I was in them   I was looking into the mirror   to see alittle bit clearer   rottenness and evil in me      fingertips have memories   mine can't forget the curves of your body   and when I feel alittle bit naughty    I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes   (but no one ever does)      I'm not sick but I'm not well   and I'm so hot cause I'm in hell      been around the world and found   that only stupid people are breeding   the cretins are cloning and feeding   and I don't even own a tv      put me in the hospital for nerves   and then they had to commit me   you told them all I was crazy   they cut off my legs now I'm an amputee, god dammn you      I'm not sick but i'm not well   and I'm so hot cause I'm in hell   I'm not sick but I'm not well   and it's a sin to live so well      I wanna publish zines   and rage against machines   I wanna pierce my tongue   it doesn't hurt, it feels fine   the trivial sublime   I'd like to turn off time   and kill my mind   you kill my mind   (mind)      paranoia, paranoia   everbody's out to get me   just say you never met me   I'm runnin' underground with the moles    dig the damn holes      hear the voices in my head   I swear to god it sounds like they're snoring   but if you're bored then your boring   the agony and the irony, they're killing me (whoa!)      I'm not sick but I'm not well   I'm so hot cause I'm in hell   I'm not sick but I'm not well   and it's a sin to live so well