Texty: Screeching Weasel. Wiggle. It's All In My Head.

(Weasel)
Everywhere I went today four walls kept following me around laughing quietly
threatening to break down and leave me curled up screaming I watch them cackle
like baboons and snd smell the stench of their perfume the've single-handedly
stopped evolution it's all in my head and it's gonna stay that way I gag and I
force down this spoiled version of the facts of life I cram my square head in
to the round holes but it's pointless trying I wish that I could make my mind
accept the lies that keep those blobs of human meat alive I know I can't and
I wonder who was around with a shovel when we paved these roads that don't go

anywhere standing around while the wires jumped and burned with a where's my
paycheck look on their faces keep it around so you feel a little safer when
you drag your fat ass to bed at night keep it going around keep the rotten
foundation of your cheap little lives from caving in it's all in my head it
better stay that way