Test Tube Maybe Letra

do sitting here 9 to 5....
And the cage that I'm in
closes in I realize that I'm
already dead....
And I listen real closely
there's nothing left dancing
in my head...

And I run to feel some pain

You're that kid in the back of
the class who is bored and
all alone
Write a list of everyone that
you would blow away if you
could
You're that kid who just
pictures himself with a gun
up against his head...

And I run to feel some pain

Yes I run from you/cuz
you're making me/like an ant
who has crawled under my
skin
And I hit the ground when I
hear you say....

I carry a gun/To blow you all
away/This is my life/ I want
to be a household name.

Thanks to you a bullet-proof
vest is this years new school
uniform
and the world, we watched
on tv as you said you,
"meant no harm"
but inside my little head I
kind of wish that I
could......be you....

And I run to feel some
pain.....