Maybe I hate the taste of sugar
Maybe I love rainy days
Maybe I like the smell of chloroform in the morning
Wake up and choke on the haze
Chew me up, spit me out
Or you can swallow me whole
I'm sweet, I'm sour
It's all the same
Fucker, throw me a bone
I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't)
I think I'm ill
Well I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't)
I'm standing still
Maybe I cry blood
And I sweat tears
And I bleed sweat
And I A-fib
Maybe this is a sign
That what's yours
Can now be mine
I'm sorry if I'm being nosy
I'm just pulling myself
And I'm not sure of the painful present
Baby, I was raised in Hell
I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't)
I think I'm ill
Well I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't)
I'm standing still
How long has it been since I've tasted skin?
I can't escape from the thoughts in my head
How long has it been since I've tasted skin?
I can't escape from the thoughts in my head
I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't)
I think I'm ill
Well, I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't)
I'm standing still
I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't)
I think I'm ill
Well, I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't)
I'm standing still
I'm standing still
I'm standing still
I'm standing still
I'm standing still