Lyrics:

I am angry I am ill and I'm as ugly as sinmy irritability keeps me alive and kickingI know the meaning of life, it do
esn't help me a bitI know beauty and I know a good thing when I see itThis is a song from under the floorboardsthis is a so
ng from where the wall is crackedmy force of habit, I am an insectI have to confess I'm proud as hell of that factI know th
e highest and the bestI accord them all due respectbut the brightest jewel inside of meglows with pleasure at my own stupidi
ty This is a song ....I used to make phantoms I could later chaseimages of all that could be desiredthen I got tired of c
ounting all of these blessingsand then I just got tiredThis is a song ...