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I'm suffering from depression
the anger turned within
what do I gain for all my pain
perhaps a seat in heaven?
Don't do what you want
do what you're taught is right
your life is built on paranoia and guilt
don't forget your valium tonight
The agony I must endure
my mind is painful and swells
the punishment for what I've done
is forever the pains of hell
how come what is natural
has to be a sin?
why would God give me this urge
if I cannot give in?
they say don't give up
that Jesus loves me
I went down into my basement
confused and depressed
put Black Sabbath on
razor blade in hand
a Wilkinson I think
ten slashes on each arm
my only wrongdoing
was being born human
and following my instincts
I never was happy
I never was sane
so I shall be extinct
the growing pool of crimson
at last I am pure
witness my sanguineous penance
I don't need anyone
my soul's been set free
death is total independence
stand up straight
stomach in
shoulders back
sound off
Angry Neurotic Catholics
It's a sin
Angry Neurotic Catholics
It's a sin
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