Psychopunch

Straightjacket Hell

Psychopunch


When the daylight turns to gray
I can't open up my eyes, can't move my legs
Such an awful place to dwell
All the walls are painted white can't live to tell 
They feel so sorry for my fucked up sorry mind 
Like a walking timebomb people better treat me kind 
Came down so evil all the girls they walked away 
Now I'm all alone in this cell 

I can't remember why I'm here or what to say 
In this straightjacket hell 

If tomorrow never comes it don't mean that much to me 
I don't belong 
Medication time again, I can't move my fucking arms 
Can't feel no pain 

And the doctors they all say that I'm OK 
In my straightjacket hell 

Living like a zombie here today 
Gone tomorrow nothing seems OK 
Living like a zombie here today 
Born free but now I live in chains 

I live alone and you can go to hell 
I'm safe in straightjacket hell