I've got it all sewn up, a hardened razor-cut   Scar-map across my body   And you can trace the lines through misery's design   That map across my body      A collage   I'm all sewn up   A montage   I'm all sewn up      A random pattern with a needle and thread   The overlapping way diseases are spread   To a tornado body with a hand grenade head   And the legs are two lovers entwined      Inside I'm hollowed out, outside's a paper shroud   And all the rest's illusion   That there's a will and soul, that we can wrest control   From chaos and confusion      A collage   I'm all sewn up   A montage   I'm all sewn up      The automatist's undoin', the whole world starts unscrewin'   As time collapses and space warps   You see decay and ruin, I tell you, "No, no, no, no   You make such an exquisite corpse", oh yeah      I've got it all sewn up, a hardened razor-cut   Scar-map across my body   And you can trace the lines through misery's design   That map across my body      A collage   I'm all sewn up   A montage   I'm all sewn up, up, up, up, up