Rivethead Lyrics

shooting blanks relentless pitchblade- microwave and the old collision out of order everything just turns to drool and white- hot indecision the pages burn the stomach churns the cycle turns lose your peace lose your mind crack the eggshell to escape the total trauma suicide deadline- Going Out of My Head!- lying on back in the dark listening to the hum of the machine tricked up wound up wound up trying to break your dreams the watcher seeker hunting out with a hungry eye the destroyer needs to feed it's hard to find the door the lock when your whole life is out of key- Going Out of My Head!- want to slip that needle in want to smell those fumes again want to beat those skins again but there's something wrong there's something wrong- Going Out of My Head!