Texty: Trees. My Brain.

(by Yuk and Tree)
In the damp cramp horrors of my wretched brain there lurk these little creature sleeches drive me insane My brain My pain Why is it your need? Why is it your feed? why don't you let it be My Brain I can feel them ripping, tearing, shredding in my head I'm going to rip my eyeballs out and I'll probably end up dead my brain my brain(chorus) I'm not responsible for half the things I do Like killing my whole family and my neighbors dog, too my brain my brain