You drive me insane, my back's to the wall

I can't make headway with this pressure at all

My mind's upset I gotta get away

And jam the gearing of the whole machine

The people who suffer to get uniformed

Are wimps who needn't complain anymore

When they discover whafs happened to their lives

They're gonna pay the fucking price



Chorus





You make me sick, you drive me insane

You're gonna take my mind away

But I'm not scared of what you do

What the fuck is wrong with you?



You drive me insane, my back's to the wall

I can't make headway with this pressure at all

You declare me a yob but don't figure out

That I ain't gonna end up being so fooled

It seems that your mission is to blind-fold the crowd

As brainless masses can't complain anymore

And you create a new hoax everyday

While human brains keep rucking dying

Insane - go away, I gotta get out

better get away with you