(I'm) Screwed
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
I find myself surrounded by wild-eyed men
I strangle them down to a mirage again
So now that you've got me in the lion's den
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
When the savage has to hurt to feed
Then the master surely has his servants beat
Our poverty is their policy
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
This way
I know I don't got the reason that you're mad at me
You've cast me as an actor in this tragic pageantry
So I have to ask you, dad, was that how bad you'd be?
And are you gonna turn the screws on me?
On me
You got the hungry under lock and key it seems
That you'll never let my body be my property
So your main component now that remains to be scene is
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
(Screw me)
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
Yeah
Is it still a murder if they don't curse gradually
Screaming through the surgery per to the third degree
The only elements of your elaborate strategy
That we've yet to see is
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
On me, on me
This daily disaster is your masterpiece
You have crafted an everlasting catastrophe
So I imagine smashing the last of my fragile dignity to smithereens
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
That's how you're gonna turn the screws on me
That's how you're gonna turn the screws on me
That's how you're gonna turn the screws on me
How you gonna turn the screws on me?
