I slipped into my jeans. Lookin hard and feelin mean. I took a spit at the moon. It's all in this luney tune. Just a little insane. A couple shots I can't feel no pain. Hey where have I been?. And who are these scary men?. Is this all real?. Is this all necessary?. Or it this a joke?. Many know I don't regret at all. They locked me up for good. Pinned me against the wall. I can't find the exit. I quit lookin for doors. I stole a razor from the commissary. I just couldn't take it no more. I'm swimmin in blood. Like a rat on a sewer floor. No longer insane. Just part of this crazy dream.