Something Wonderful
Revolting Cocks Lyrics

I'm crawling in my head with the walking dead
I feel trapped and overwhelmed by thoughts and emotions, like a living corpse.

I've got a cold sweat on my skin
My fear is so intense it's physical, I feel like I'm covered in icy sweat.

I'm fighting back the demons in a waking dream
I'm struggling to resist the dark impulses and negative thoughts that haunt me.

Where my weakness will become a sin
I fear that my vulnerability will be exploited for evil purposes.

I'm Holding onto terror, it's my guiding light
My fear is so strong it's become a compass, directing all my actions.

It's gonna pull me out of my mind
I'm so scared I feel like I'm losing my grip on my sanity.

A never-ending telepathic testimony
My thoughts and fears seem so overwhelming that they take on a sinister agency of their own.

To the fear that I feel inside
I suffer from intense, chronic anxiety that I can't seem to shake.

Hell is not a place, it's a game you play
I feel like I'm in a never-ending, torturous game with no way to win.

And suffer every move you make
Every choice I make seems to lead to even more pain and suffering.

Possession is the prize in the enemy eyes
Other people try to take advantage of my fears and anxieties for their own gain.

You pay for every chance you take
There is always a steep price to be paid for any risk or opportunity.

A soul is not a soul until it lives in a hole
I feel trapped and isolated, like my soul has been buried alive in a pit.

With a hacked up life and limb
My past traumas and pain seem to have physically damaged me as well as emotionally.

The pain that you find can make you feel so fine
There is a twisted pleasure in the suffering and despair, which only adds to the despair.

The alienation's dead
The sense of disconnection and loneliness has become so overwhelming that it no longer feels real.

At the back of your mind
Despite everything, there is still a small part of me that is hopeful and optimistic.

Go to the other side
I am willing to take risks and explore new possibilities, even if it means leaving my comfort zone.

Hello is anyone home?
I am reaching out for connection and support, even if I'm not sure if anyone is there to answer.

But you've been left alone.
Despite my desperation for help and companionship, I feel like I'm always ultimately abandoned.

Maybe I'll submit to my own desire
I am considering giving in to my darkest impulses, just to see what will happen.

Will the agony be too extreme?
Even as I fantasize about giving into my darkest impulses, I am painfully aware of the consequences.

Something deep inside pulled my legs wide open
There is a powerful force within me that is driving me to make extremely risky and dangerous choices.

And the whisper turned into a scream
My fantasies and impulses have become so loud and intense that they seem to be shouting at me.

Took my by surprise when I heard my cries
Even I am shocked by the intensity and desperation of my own impulses.

Because I didn´t recognize my voice
My urges and fantasies are so alien and disturbing that they feel like they belong to someone else entirely.

A schizophrenic call or a voodoo doll
I am completely torn between different impulses, with no idea which one to follow or trust.

Too terrified to make that choice
I am so paralyzed by fear and indecision that I can't even begin to make a decision.

I´ve been stabbed in the back
I have been betrayed and hurt by someone I trusted.

By a maniac
The person who hurt me is dangerous and unstable.

And I thought it was me
At first, I blamed myself for the pain and suffering I was going through.

But I didn´t have the guts to believe
I was too afraid to acknowledge the extent of my own suffering and despair.

Beyond good and evil lie the future ghosts
There is a whole world of unseen, unacknowledged pain and trauma lurking beneath the surface of reality.

That surround us like a ring of flames
The pain and trauma that we carry with us can feel like a wall of fire, impossible to pass through.

Summoned here by innocents and fools alike
We have all contributed to our own suffering and trauma, even if we didn't mean to.

For the pleasure of the game
There is some hidden, sinister pleasure to be had in all of this pain and chaos, which only adds to the despair.

I wish to hell I was a stronger man
Even as I struggle to survive in this world of pain and chaos, I feel like I am too weak and vulnerable to truly make a difference.

And I could heal just as quick as scar
I long for a way to recover and move on from my pain, but I fear it will take far longer than it took for my wounds to appear.

But I´m weak, when I´m in this deep,
Even as I try to find the strength to move on from my pain, I find myself weakened and paralyzed by fear and desperation.

It´s not a game anymore, it´s gone too FAR!
The pain and chaos of my life have become so overwhelming that I can no longer see them as just a game; they have become terrifyingly real.