Stain

Mom and dad took me to a man
Who wants to drill a hole in my head to make me think
And stares for me as I enter the facility
They all look dead but still breathing

But there’s a stain on the front lobe of my brain
And I try, I try, but I still feel ashamed
But there’s a side to me I hold back constantly
And I try, I try, but it still haunts my dreams

I downed a pill to kill all of my bad thoughts
But it got rid of all my really good ones, so I sit
Unimpressed, like all the rest of all the zombies surrounding me

But there’s a stain on the front lobe of my brain
And I try, I try, but I still feel ashamed
But there’s a side to me I hold back constantly
And I try, I try, but it still haunts my dreams
Haunts my dreams
Haunts my dreams
Haunts my dreams
But there’s a stain on the front lobe of my brain
And I try, I try, but I still feel ashamed
But there’s a side to me I hold back constantly
And I try, I try, but it still haunts my dreams
Haunts my dreams
Haunts my dreams
Haunts my dreams