My mind is flyin' round, still pulsing from the sound, oh yeah Forgot to lock the gate, close the book and seal my fate, oh yeah Gotta get back to that one place within my mind Inject the vein and count to ten and die And just forget that I'm alive I'm not going anywhere I may look a little worse for the wear But I'm not going anywhere Didn't mean to set things back, felt the pressure made me crack, oh Yeah The blood flow just grinds to a screeching halt Gimme, gimme shock treatment and first degree assault Why don't you tell me it's my fault? Our minds are still blank, dying from the heat It hypnotizes, tranquilizes, carryin' the beat The lines sound too rehearsed, they're jumping on the train We're carrying the dying soldier, icing up his brain. Pain!