I don't like my mind, I don't like being left alone in a room
With all its opinions about the things that I've done
So, yeah, I blast music loud, and I work myself to the bone
And on an inconvenient Christmas, I eat a cake
A whole cake, all for me
Ooh, oh-oh
And then I get sick and throw up
And there's another memory that gets stuck
Inside the wall......
