I'm Not Going Anywhere - Agent 51

My mind is flyin' round, still pulsing from the sound, oh yeah

Forgot to lock the gate, close the book and seal my fate, oh yeah

Gotta get back to that one place within my mind

Inject the vein and count to ten and die

And just forget that I’m alive

I’m not going anywhere

I may look a little worse for the wear

But I’m not going anywhere

Didn’t mean to set things back, felt the pressure made me crack, oh yeah

The blood flow just grinds to a screeching halt

Gimme, gimme shock treatment and first degree assault

Why don’t you tell me it’s my fault?

Our minds are still blank, dying from the heat

It hypnotizes, tranquilizes, carryin' the beat

The lines sound too rehearsed, they’re jumping on the train

We’re carrying the dying soldier, icing up his brain.

Pain!