Oh God I'm all sewn up A hardened razor-cut Scar map across my body And you can trace the lines Through Misery's design That map across my body A collage All sewn up A montage All sewn up A random pattern with a needle and thread The overlapping way diseases are spread Through a tornado body With a hand grenade head And the legs are two lovers entwined Inside I'm hollowed out Outside a paper shroud And all the rest's illusion That there's a will and soul That we can wrest control From chaos and confusion A collage All sewn up A montage All sewn up The automatist's undoing The whole world starts unscrewing As time collapses and space warps (Oh) You see decay and ruin I tell you "No, no no no You make such an exquisite corpse" (Oh yeah) I've got it all sewn up A hardened razor-cut Scar map across my body And you can trace the lines Through Misery's design That map across my body A collage All sewn up A montage All sewn up