Testo Straight Jacket Hell Psychopunch
All the walls are painted white can't live to tell
They feel so sorry for my fucked up sorry mind
Like a walking timebomb people better treat me kind
Came down so evil all the girls they walked away
Now I'm all alone in this cell
I can't remember why I'm here or what to say
In this straightjacket hell
If tomorrow never comes it don't mean that much to me
I don't belong
Medication time again, I can't move my fucking arms
Can't feel no pain
And the doctors they all say that I'm OK
In my straightjacket hell
Living like a zombie here today
Gone tomorrow nothing seems OK
Living like a zombie here today
Born free but now I live in chains
I live alone and you can go to hell
I'm safe in straightjacket hell