The preacher told me that he thinks that I'm mad I joined a cult and fucked up everything I had Yeah thanks a lot for your superior insight My teacher asked me how did you get so strange? I feel normal but I might just be deranged Don't understand why everybody's so uptight Killing time and trying to be Like the people on TV You get good at that The inane reality Of a human wannabe Need my head looked at At first I thought that I should just stand my ground I didn't dare, they'd crucify me upside down I used to sneak round in the darkness at midnight And then I'd stay there 'til the spell breaks at dawn Eat all the roses and then fall into the thorns Something about all this that just didn't feel right Killing time and trying to be Like the people on TV You get good at that The inane reality Of a human wannabe Need my head looked at