Trapped - Live at Cbgb September 1985

Why am I always stuck for words
 Pressure's on and I'm all clammed up
 Hatred boiling without being heard
 You have the balls to tell me shut up
 Always act like you're so concerned
 Say you care, but I know you don't
 I feel it inside
 And when we talk we don't say a word
 What is this?
 A waste of time?
 I guess it's true apathy prevails
 I don't care, never did and never will
 There are times I need something to wail
 And other times
 It's you I just want to kill
 You fucked me up
 Now you'll fuck me over
 Tactful ways, I barely noticed
 And when we talk
 We don't say a word
 What is this?
 Trapped
 By your godly divineness
 Trapped
 And there's no escape
 Trapped
 Shall I call you your highness
 Trapped
 And I can't get away
 Trapped
 By your godly divineness
 Trapped
 And there's no escape
 Trapped
 Shall I call you your highness
 Trapped
 And I can't get away
 Why am I always stuck for words
 Pressure's on and I'm all clammed up
 Hatred boiling without being heard
 You have the balls to tell me shut up
 Always act like you're so concerned
 Say you care, but I know you don't
 I feel it inside
 And when we talk we don't say a word
 Why the fuck did I waste me time?
 Trapped