Sleeping in the icebox Chewing at my nails Turning on the lightswitch Everything remains There's a man in my bedroom Clutching at his head He's sleeping on the carpet Cos there's rats in my bed It feels like an icepick Is sticking in my back And the door to my bedroom Has opened a crack My friend is approaching His pockets full of lies He's hollow on the inside I can see it in his eyes The pullover you're wearing Has started to bleed I think I'm gonna be sick That's all that I need I feel unbalanced I feel betrayed I've been rejected And I've been made