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 designs
That map across my body
A collage
I'm all sewn up
A montage
I'm 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
I'm all sewn up
A montage
I'm all sewn up
The automatist's undoing
The whole world starts unscrewing
As time collapses and space warps, yeah
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 designs
That map across my body
A collage
I'm all sewn up
A montage
I'm all sewn up
I'm all sewn up
