My head’s on fire
I’m all out of oxygen
The phone don’t ring
The silence, the silence
One more fit
And back to the hospital
Little white flies
Asleep on the windowsill
One more fit
And back to the hospital
I jump like a spring
I kick like an animal
I’m ready to die
I’m ready to die
I’m ready
Why the fuck
Should I keep up appearances?
What’s it gonna take
For you to take me serious?
Why the fuck
Should I keep up appearances?
What’s it gonna take
For you to take me, take me
I’m ready to die
I’m ready to die
I’m ready to die
I’m ready to die
I’m ready
I’m ready to die
I’m ready to die