Fix my arm, it's connected to my head Then watch the irony, it's better off dead It turns to the weak bone, it's pressed against the glass Splash, splash, splash Broken my arm, a waste of my head Space out of my head A waste of my head Fix my arm, it's connected to my head Stumble through the door, collapse through the bed It can't be still now, it's coming from the inside It's coming now Waste my arm, wasting my head I'm better off dead Wasted off my head
