I can't get off alone so I'm needing you by my side
But you won't pick up the phone and I think I'm losing my mind
Guess I'm on my own again
I can't figure this out so I'm sending for all my kind
I've got rage of the mouth and I'm singing of all your lies
Still I'm not afraid to die
I'm still spewing the smoke of the reckless and rowdy ones
33 stitches in my head and yes, I'm still laughing
Because I'm not afraid to die
I'm a pageant of pain and I'm calling you way too late
My blood's leaving a stain on your precious new china plates
But I'm not afraid to die
I'm singing:
Jesus freaks on rollerblades are speeding through the sunny days
Looking down at all the gays and all the fools who lost their faith
Tearing down the avenues and
I'm okay but who are you
Just looking for some krazy glue to get me high and cut me loose
I'm down on my knees and I'm pleading to some old god
'Cause life's a fucking disease and it pierces my retinal rods
Still I'm not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid.
I'm singing.