ive got a fever babe
its bendin my brain
guess im sick again
in the same room
ive always been in
ive got a parasite
and its eatin at my mind
problems simple babe
i think that im livin in time
somethin so godly about
bein so oddly without
a sense of where the line is
between without and within
no sense of what time is
and where i end or begin
im disillusioned babe
im causin myself pain
and when i look within
sometimes all i find is your name
yes im paranoid
and im a little boy
im askin bout your plans
but i dont even know who i am
and if it gets too hard
you look at where you are
you could run instead
but everything happens on the edge