Stuck In The Skull Songtext / Lyric

First entry of the date February 15

Barring unpaid bills displayed on the door the fridge has

Been obsolete for weeks

Two took my shortcut through the switchyard last night

Neither made it past the T

They didn't make the fence so they fed the rats

And I'm surprised it wasn't me

No opportunity, the outside world is an empty space

And when I try to fight I always find I'm put back in my place






Forth entry of the week a grim repeat

Continuation of a eulogy



Belly full of bock, fit to enbalm, don't wanna talk

Or leave this head, let alone this house

Cause past the lunacy there's bravery

At least I think a bit

It all this shit is such a comedy, let me in on the skit



Stick in the skull



Final entry, February 15

Stircrazy in a daze

Home to wake from a dream