Bughouse

Weird world

got no shame

problems

with no name

screams all (of) the time

problem is

they're mine

[Chorus:]

I'm going to cut that bastard up

and it still won't be enough

the unwritten laws we learn

from living off the cuff

weird world

not insane

cuts me

all the same

screaming

wounded, blind

I stagger

down the line

[Chorus]

cut it

cut it up