Neurotic - Keith Caputo

I feel unworthy

My body feels dirty

I spit up your thoughts on my breakfast plate

I’m a neurotic

Murder inside me

I’m a neurotic

Murder inside me

I’m feeling ragged

Torn in my cellar

Infection has grown into body art

I’m a neurotic

Murder inside me

I’m a neurotic

Murder inside me

The coffin hole’s your special friend

Death is wonder, the restful end

Muddy waters up to my neck

Wretched weeper needle head

Wretched weeper, syringe me with addiction

Syringe me, syringe me, syringe me with addiction

Syringe me with addiction

I’m feeling lonely

Without my injection

I’ll smash all your brains with the Christmas tree

I’m a neurotic

Murder inside me

I’m a neurotic

Murder inside me

The coffin hole’s your special friend

Death is wonder, the restful end

Muddy waters up to my neck

Wretched weeper needle head

Wretched weeper, syringe me with addiction

Syringe me, syringe me, syringe me with addiction

Syringe me with addiction