Robb Roy - Won't Feel a Thing

Don't worry about my state of mind 
Nothing's wrong, my thinking's fine 
I know I seem a bit depressed 
My thoughts won't rest 
This isn't stream of consciousness 
Or the rantings of an idiot 
I have clearly thought this through 
I know what I gotta do

I know that you want inside me 
Need to know what it is that drives me 
I don't feel a thing I told you 
I don't feel a thing 
You won't feel a thing, I'll promise you 
You won't feel a thing

Through the window my room glows 
TV's all the light I know 
Information from my set 
Hard to digest 
A cockroach runs across my screen 
Ugliest I've ever seen 
How he got his own hit show 
I'll never know 
The images are hollow 
The information's shallow 
The candidate he wants my vote 
enough to choke me, choke me

I know that you want to own me 
Find another way to bone me 
I don't feel a thing I told you 
I don't feel a thing 
You won't feel a thing, I'll promise you 
You won't feel a thing