Cactus Country

The school kids make me shake 'Cause I lost my sense of place Out the window on a whim Could never get back in Back seats of the train Fighting for the sake Bound to agitate And overcompensate I can't see the flames No, I can't hear no bells Stench of a dying rose But I lost my sense of smell I get a vision My body's bursting at the seams I got the feeling That my fear and loathing Is the key, the key, the key, the key I'm not your concubine anymore I'm not a rabid, a rabid dog Don't turn a cup of blood Into wine, into wine, into I can't see the flames No, I can't hear no bells Stench of a dying rose But I lost my sense of smell I get a vision My body's bursting at the seams I got the feeling That my fear and loathing Is the seed, the seed, the seed, the seed I'm not your concubine anymore I'm not a rabid, a rabid dog Don't turn a cup of blood Into wine, into wine, into