I wake up in the morning and I can't look at myself   A fading fleeting memory of something I'm supposed to be   Everything is my fault everything's bad because of me   I'm sick, I'm not well but you're caught up in   Yourself to tell it   Sick!   Sick of myself sick of you   You made my hell   With your abuse, sick   Not doin' it to get attention   I'm doin' it to get dead   A razor in the wrist or a bullet   Lodged in my brain   Everything's OK   Ignore it and it'll go away   I'm sick I'm not well   But you're caught up   In yourself to tell it   Lost my mind, I've gone insane   I think I'm goin' crazy   I think I've lost my sanity   Just another maniac on a suicidal   Killing spree   A hopeless babbling idiot   And no one really gives a shit   No one cares, who fuckin cares   And who the hell are you   To say I'm sick!