They used to call it Evil possesion An exorcism to cleanse the soul Silver bullets Nasty cues For the boy to regain control Voices in my head Oh how they curse me girl Voices in my head Oh no! I may be the victim of popular fiction My official position is you Cursed me girl Such a Pretty Curse The moon is up The mood isblack Oh how it hit me like a heart attack Poison prison Such a bore Feel the terror flowing out my pores Hiss through lips Sewn up tight Cough it up through the black light Hallucination Stations call Whisper louder Taking hold