Description
Look at this cuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my restraints are complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who’s been… committed
Look at these meds
Stashed under my bed
Will the mania ever end?
Lookin' around here you'd think
(Sure) she's a bit crazy
I've got anti-psychotics and sleep aids a plenty
I've got SSRIs galore
(You want personality?
I got twenty)
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more
I want to be where my people are
I want to see
want to see 'em screamin'
Walkin' around with that
(Whad'ya call 'em?) oh – nurse
Flippin' your lid you don't get too far
Jackets are needed for wigglin', freakin'
Strollin' along down a
(What's that word again?) hall
Where they can’t walk
Sir please don’t run
Oh dear Lord they miss the sun
So far from free
Wish I could be
Part of that ward
What would I give
If I could live
Far from stable people?
How much I’ll pay
Knocked out for a day
Cold on the slab?
I know they observe
They watch we squirm
Bet they will give me the good meds
Scary sick demon
Sick o' livin'
Ready to eeeeeend
And ready to know what those inmates know
Ask 'em my questions
And get twisted answers
Did you see the creep man over there. I think I am
(What's the word?) Hallucinating?
Just for new meds
Wouldn't I love
Love to explore that hall up above?
Away from the free
Wish I could be
Part of that ward