You want the thoughts inside my head
They're blue but you will paint them red
You want to tell me all about your War and Peace
But it don't mean a f*ck to me
I'm gonna hang you in the breeze
I'm gonna put you on your knees
You cannot tell me all your reasons
But you'll spoon-feed me all your treasons
It's time to go down on the wire
With white-hot blowtorches and pliers
We're pretty far from A-O-K
There's too much bullshit in the way, yeah
You are the ghost inside my head
You haunt me, fill me up with dread
I want to tell you all about your self-deceit
But you don't mean a f*ck to me
I'm gonna hang you in the breeze
I'm gonna put you on your knees, yeah