Thanks a lot.
I've been disadvantaged from the start.
He constricted the veins heading straight to my head,
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead.
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead.

I am braindead,

Thinking strictly in blues and reds.

Oh, I'm in enough trouble man.

Oh man, I'm in trouble again.

'Cause everyone's ears are watching me,

And I never, ever felt that this would be

Anything more than a makeshift personal IV.

'Cause I fall three times as hard,
If it's from nothing at all.
You all seem twice as tall as I will ever be.
And I feel terribly small,
When my head works too hard.
When you think with your chest,
There's not a thing that you don't see.

I'm hardly capable of half the damage that I would like to do.

I could swear that I don't care,

But you know I'm too full of shit to think this through.

So look at me, I pray to God.

But curse too much to be considered true.

I'm just like me, I'm just like me.

So, who the hell are you?