I feel crooked again At much expense to my friends I'm pulling on my own neck I'm pulling my own teeth out When nighttime turns to day, I su- I feel crooked again At much expense to my friends I'm pulling on my neck I'm pulling my own teeth out When nighttime turns to day, I suspect I'll have to pay For some mistake that was made I hope you choke to death man You made me spill on my shirt Do you know who I am? Beneath your feet is dirt and beneath the dirt is me Through a straw I breathe