[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
D/A Am
I had visions, I was in them, I was looking into the mirror
C C/B D/A
to see a little bit clearer, the rottenness and evil in me
D/A Am
Fingertips have memories, mine can't forget the curves of your body
C C/B D/A
And when I feel a bit naughty, I run it up the flagpole and see
who salutes, but no one ever does
[Chorus]
D/A C/A C Cadd4 D/A
I'm not sick but I'm not well, and I'm so hot, cause I'm in hell
[Verse 2]
D/A Am
Been around the world and found that only stupid people are breeding
C C/B D/A
The cretins cloning and feeding, and I don't even own a TV
D/A Am
Put me in the hospital for nerves and then they had to commit me
C C/B D/A
You told them all I was crazy, they cut off my legs now
I'm an amputee, god damn you
[Chorus]
D/A C/A C Cadd4 D/A
I'm not sick but I'm not well, and I'm so hot, cause I'm in hell
D/A C/A C Cadd4 D/A
I'm not sick but I'm not well, and it's a sin, to live so well
[Bridge]
A G F/C
I wanna publish 'zines, and rage against machines
D2/F# A
I wanna pierce my tongue, it doesn't hurt, it feels fine
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The trivial sublime, I'd like to turn off time
D2/F# D9/F# D2/F# D9/F#
and kill my mind, you kill my mind
[Verse 3]
D/A Am
Paranoia, paranoia, everybody's comin' to get me
C C/B D/A
Just say you never met me, I'm going underground with the moles (digging holes)
D/A Am
Hear the voices in my head, I swear to god it sounds like they're snoring
C C/B D/A
But if you're bored then you're boring, the agony and the irony
they're killing me...woah
[Chorus]
D/A C/A C Cadd4 D/A
I'm not sick but I'm not well, and I'm so hot cause I'm in hell
D/A C/A C Cadd4 D/A
I'm not sick but I'm not well, and it's a sin to live so well