Frayed At The Edges

All my friends are sluts and junkies
Behaving badly like a bunch of monkeys
Jesus christ was an only child
And our brothers killed him
We are the wild

This world's not for me
See how much i don't believe

Cos i'm frayed at the edges
Torn apart at the seams
I'm looking down in the mirror
I don't like what i see
Cos i'm frayed atthe edges
Torn apart at the seams
I gotta tell thee..

The future's about space and money
What you think now's gonner be your reality
I see the universe right in front of me
History bleed's like a pig on top of me

I'm hanging from the tree
My blood flows into the sea

Cos i'm frayed at the edges
Torn apart at the seams
I'm looking down in the mirror
I don't like what i see
Cos i'm frayed at the edges
Torn apart at the seams
I gotta tell thee..

I gotta tell thee..
I gotta tell thee..

Cos i'm frayed at the edges
Torn apart at the seams
I'm looking down in the mirror
I don't like what i see