I'm listening with both ears covered
Can't hear those lies
I'm watching with both eyes shaded
I still defy

Oh you fill my head
That dirt, it causes mind pollution
Oh push me with your fuck extreme solution
The screaming hat of angry shrieks and never makes a sound
I blink my bloodshot eyes and kick the ground

Why don't you do something to help me?
I'm sick and tired of sitting in the Wrong Chair
If you have something to day than say it
I'm damned if I ain't sitting in the Wrong Chair
Sitting... sitting in the Wrong Chair

I'm running but my feet are walking
But still I try
We suffer and you just keep talking
I don't know why

Oh your schizophrenic attitude
Beats nails into my knee
Oh you raise the lid and set the chaos free
The parasitic rats live off my back
Take everything they can
Here's a finger. Spin on it, sick man!

Why don't you do something to help me?
I'm sick and tired of sitting in the Wrong Chair
If you have something to day than say it
I'm damned if I ain't sitting in the Wrong Chair

Spin on it, sick man!


Lyrics submitted by Grind838

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