Stuck in the Skull - A Global Threat

First entry of the date: February 15

Barring unpaid bills displayed on the door

The fridge has been obsolete for weeks

Two took my shortcut through the switchyard last night

Neither made it past the «T»

They didn’t make the fence, so they fed the rats

And I’m surprised it wasn’t me

No opportunity

The outside world is an empty space

And when I try to fight

I always find I’m put back in my place

Forth entry of the week, a grim repeat:

Continuation of a eulogy

Belly full of bock, fit to embalm, don’t wanna talk

Or leave this head, let alone this house

No opportunity

The outside world is an empty space

And when I try to fight

I always find I’m put back in my place

'Cause past the lunacy, there’s bravery

At least, I think a bit

If all this shit is such a comedy

Let me in on the skit

Stuck in the skull

Final entry: February 15

Stuck in the skull

Stir-crazy in a daze

Home to wake from a dream