Time to empty head    Try and dream instead    Let memory trip and finally slip    Like acid in milk    Garbage in silk    Dripping and oozing your sex over my guilt       And I really don't know who to care about    And I don't know if I'm in our out       God is dead    God is dead from hesitation    Cannot make love to the ones you have sold yourself to Jesus hates my generation    He'd rather go down and around and go down, but he's always in love with the role that he's playing       And I really don't know who to care about    And I don't know if I'm in or out    Should I torture myself and live in doubt?    And I really don't know if I'm in or out...of my head       It's in my head    It's in my head       Sugar sweet suicide drips    Find me a lick from your finger tips       Let my soul go down and around and around and go down    In control, but where do I find love?    Should I torture myself and live in doubt?    And I don't know if I'm in or out       So unkind    I really don't know    Love in mind    I really don't know       It's in my head    It's in my head    Let my soul...It's in my head    It's in my head