Rivet Head

Shooting blanks, relentless, pitchblade,
Microwave and the old collision
Out of order
Everything just turns to drool
=and white-hot indecision=
The pages burn
The stomach churns
The cycle turns
=lose your peace
Lose your mind=
Crack the eggshell to escape
The total trauma suicide deadline

Going out of my head!

Lying on your back in the dark
Listening to the hum of the machine
Tricked up wound up wound up
Trying to break your dreams
The watcher seeker hunting out with a hungry eye
=the destroyer needs to feed=
It's hard to find the door,
The lock, when your whole life is out of key

Going out of my head!

Want to slip that needle in
Want to smell those fumes again
Want to beat those skins again
But there's something wrong
There's something wrong

Going out of my head!