Oh God   I'm all sewn up   A hardened razor-cut   Scar map across my body   And you can trace the lines   Through Misery's design   That map across my body      A collage   All sewn up   A montage   All sewn up      A random pattern with a needle and thread   The overlapping way diseases are spread   Through a tornado body   With a hand grenade head   And the legs are two lovers entwined      Inside I'm hollowed out   Outside's a paper shroud   And all the rest's illusion   That there's a will and soul   That we can wrest control   From chaos and confusion      A collage   All sewn up   A montage   All sewn up      The automatist's undoing   The whole world starts unscrewing   As time collapses and space warps   You see decay and ruin   I tell you "No, no no no"   You make such an exquisite corpse"      I've got it all sewn up   A hardened razor-cut   Scar map across my body   And you can trace the lines   Through Misery's design   That map across my body      A collage   All sewn up   A montage   All sewn up