Freak yourself out,
Live to die,
Suck on the atmosphere,
Get yourself high.
Put your best up
On the front line,
Feel the death
And become sublime.
Walking the Earth
On my own;
Find your place to rest,
While I drift alone.
I can't stop the A-Bomb,
I won't cure disease,
But I haunt like a ghost
With the greatest of ease.
My conscience: a war-zone
My mind's a riot
My thoughts: a rebellion
But at least I'm quiet.
