Mad as the March Hare Lyrics

Lock me in a room, throw away the room. there's nothing left.
Growing fears. sleep for years. wake in tears
I'm on the edge. i'm on the fucking edge, I swear to you
Make one move. give me one excuse, I dare you

These words are ammunition
This voice is a gun
Not one of you is safe
Fuck you all

Turn and run!

I've learned my lesson
Life is barren and bereft
Deaccession until there's nothing left
Puttin you away or putting you to rest

Denial or death, which one is best?

So much for trying. so what, you're dying. better you than me
Boiling contempt. singe and sear. no escape from here
I'm on the edge. i'm on the fucking edge, I swear to you
Make one move. give me one excuse, I dare you

These words are ammunition
This voice is a gun
Not one of you is safe
Fuck you all

Turn and run!
Turn and run!