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