I'm off the rails I'm off the train
I'm under water down the drain
I'm off the spinner, spinning loud
I'm just a gentle mushroom cloud

I killed myself, came back to life
Explored myself with a kitchen knife
With a kitchen knife

Get off my foot get off my chest
My brain is bleeding curly flesh

I'm running out of ways to be
Choking on the analogy
I'm turning water on and off
And now I choke and now I cough
And now I cough

I'm rising high I'm in the clouds
I'm disappearing in the crowds
I'm running out of bloody meat
I worship all my flaming sheets

I'm turning out and I'm learning loud
I'm dying free I'm really proud
I'm undone to the maximum
Ferocity to get really stung

There's a radio in my throat
And it plays all the best songs that I know
And it plays all the best songs that I know
And it plays all the best songs that I know

There's a television in my brain
And it plays all the best shows I'm in pain
And it plays all the best shows I'm in pain
And it plays all the best shows I'm in pain

Radio
In my head
Radio
In my head, head
Radio
In my head
Radio
In my head, head