there's no surprises anymore no excitement to live for i take the drugs to keep my mind on a constant high i operate best on overload here i go, watch me explode i think just maybe i'm going crazy (!) i hate the thumping in my head please be quiet, please don't shout no use trying to hide in my bed it's just the demons trying to get out i'm a bit of a coward, so i'll just fight my pillow if that's OK with you? ugh my god do you remember childhood fears? how much has changed over the years the mind is a wolf-ridden darkness and i am the distant thunder... if you really concentrated would you feel isolated? now that even your lover's a million miles away 'cos neither of you have anything left to say do you prefer violence to that fucking awkward silence? again and again . there's no surprises anymore no excitement to live for so why live?
