ฟังเพลงFlagpole Sitta

Flagpole Sitta - The Composure

I had visions

I was in them

I was looking into the mirror

To see a little bit clearer

The rotteness and evil in me

Fingertips have memories

Mine can't forget the curves of your body

And when I feel a bit naughty

I run it up the flagpole to see

Who salutes

But no one ever does

I'm not sick but I'm not well

And it's so hot

'Cause I'm in hell

Been around the world and found that

Only stupid people are breeding

The cretins cloning and feeding

And I don't even own a TV

Put me in the hospital for nerves

And then they had to commit me

You told them all I was crazy

They cut of my legs

Now I'm an amputee

God damn you

I'm not sick but I'm not well

And it's so hot

'Cause I'm in hell

I'm not sick but I'm not well

And it's a sin

To

Live this well

I wanna publish zines

And rage against machines

I wanna pierce my tounge

It doesn't hurt it feels fine

The trivial sublime

I'd like to turn off time

And kill my mind

You kill my mind

Paranoia paranoia

Everybody's coming to get me

Just say you never met me

I'm running underground with the moles

Digging holes

Hear the voices in my head

I swear to god it sounds like they're snoring

But if you're bored then you're boring

The agony and the irony

They're killing me

I'm not sick but I'm not well

And I'm so hot 'cause I'm in hell

I'm not sick but I'm not well

And it's a sin to live this well