i´m saving my piss in a jar
this depression has gone too far
i´m lying here in bed
am i alive or am i dead

i´m questioning my sanity

the paint chips are kicking in
desperation bubbles my skin
there´s stuff crawling on the floor
crackers with black books knocking at my door

the tv´s talking to me
i´m questioning my sanity

everybody have a breakdown!

i haven´t changed my clothes in weeks
i´m wallowing in my own stink
my ass is sore from lying in bed
am i alive or am i dead?