Woke up inside myself this morning,
uncertainty all around
Got straight and turned on to some happiness,
then I lay back down,
all there was around
Nothing left but ashes,
and the smell

Went down to the corner drug store,
the pain was more than I could bare
They told me that I was illegal,
I told them I don't care,
let them stand and stare
Nothin' left but old bones,
and the smell

I know I can't go on,
I just can't stand the pain,
can't stand the pain,
I know I just can't stand ...,
guess I'll go insane,
go insane

Guess I was born to be mistreated,
contentment seems too hard to find
Searchin' for some understandin',
then I lost my mind,
left it far behind
Nothing left but memories,
and the smell