Voids (Cubanate)

I'm in a cold grey room With a 40 watt light bulb Sick to death of it all I've got forty-three channels on this TV I keep watching science fiction, horror films, animation Anything to make me feel Anything to make me feel at all Anything to make me feel Anything to make me feel at all I keep looking at the paint peeling off my walls I keep looking at the random shape they form I need stimulation Visual complication I gotta get out of this hole Anything to make me feel Anything to make me feel at all Anything to make me feel Anything to make me feel at all Under the strip light, in the mirror I can see my eyes Recall a new set I almost want it to happen Now I know I'm in in control... Anything to make me feel Anything to make me feel at all Anything to make me feel Anything to make me feel at all