Committed

Just another mental patient How I wish this room was vacant Can't seem to break through these padded walls Kicking screaming drooling biting They say there's no use in fighting So many white coats can't elude them all One more mark against society Can't you see I'm not a threat I'm no simple proletarian You haven't bled my spirit yet Locked up in this nuthouse crying All these drugs my brain in frying Doctors say the lunatic needs more Lock me up they must sedate me Poke me prod me irritate me No choice but to be the needle's whore One more mark against society Can't you see I'm not a threat I'm no simple proletarian You haven't bled my spirit yet To be a sheep; a blissful guinea pig Ignorance is your god, too Society awaits with open arms We'll brainwash your demons out of you