All of this mental confusion, fuckinâ dragging me down.
Taking me places I never would go.
Filling my senses with sorrow and woe.
Sick in the head, never fit in,
Sick of the people and places youâve been.
People you knew, backs turned on you.
Donât know what the fuck to do.
I guess Iâm a let down, I guess Iâm a fucking waste of life.
Iâll continue to judge you,
As long as you continue to fucking waste my time.
And pollute my fondest memories,
With your constant presence
Empty thoughts pouring out of your empty heads.
Now Iâve grown tired, my muscles they ache.
All this digging and digging, day after day.
I dug my grave, itâs a perfect fit.
Now fucking leave me to lie in it.
Fighting for the enemy, creating sin,
Making people want to give in.
Irresponsibility constantly overcomes me.
Make love, fuckinâ take drugs, fuckinâ hate love.
For all we know weâre gonna die young,
So letâs get fucked up till weâre all numb.
Sinner or saint, sinner or saint,
The meaningâs the same, itâs always the same,
You canât get away from meaningless things,
And meaningless ways to spend your days just wasting away.
Keep singing the serpentâs song, keep singing along.
Pulsing through my veins, the venom I became.
- :
- The Cradle
- Less Faith
- Stay Asleep
- Catacomb (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- To Hell With Humdrum
- In the Best Possible Taste
- Sleepwalking
- Eat Yourself Whole
- Idiots at the Wheel EP
- Indie Top 20, Volume 18
- Pumping on Your Stereo
- Bloodshot and Fancy Free: The Best and Rest of Kingmaker
- NME: Singles of the Week 1992
- Chrysalis 25 Edited Highlights
- You and I Will Never See Things Eye to Eye
- The Killjoy Was Here EP
- 10 Years Asleep...
- Armchair Anarchist
- Queen Jane E.P.