They gone tie you to a bed
With handcuffs and leather straps
This ain’t no fetish fed
Just how they think you should act
Pump you full of medicine
Run a mindful marathon
In all these ways you could go
In all these ways want you gone
The needle slips slowly in
You forget what year it is
You sweat worse than stinkin sin
That’s the nature of the biz
Rope burns around your neck
A loaded barrel to your head
In all these ways you could go
In all these way they want ya dead
Ooh ooh
That’s what it’s like to go insane
What it’s like to lose your brain
What it’s like to lose you mind
What it’s like all the time
Ooh ooh
