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