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