(The) Harvey Danger Database

I had visions
I was in them
I was looking into the mirror
to see a little bit clearer the rottenness 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 and see who salutes
(but no one ever does)

I’m not sick, but I’m not well
and I’m 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 off my legs
now I’m an amputee, goddamn you

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 so well

I want to publish zines and rage against machines
I want to pierce my tongue
(it doesn’t hurt, it feels fine)
the trivial sublime
I 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 so well