Insect Warfare lobotomized

I knew that something was wrong
But I'm unable to place it
Subdued me, bound me up with rope
And then stabbed my brain with an ice pick
I would never be the same
With pieces cut off of my brain
Try to get help from the cops
But they used drugs to cloud my thoughts
They knew I could identify them
Locked me in insane asylums
Futile psycho surgery, a failed attempts to silence me
You should have killed me dead