Pere Ubu
Rounder
I tore myself up inside
I ripped everything out
It was a storm that went by
It had the sound of the winter wind
It made the sound of the frozen lake
I tear myself up inside
Only the walls were left

I tore myself up
I'm a big success
I could not feel
I do a good job
I could not feel
I tear myself up inside
Poor boy, tough luck

Some excuse
It works out that way
I heard the voice of reason
("Don't upset yourself")
I didn't listen
Yeah, I know it all. Big boy now
I heard the voice of reason far away

I tore myself up inside
I ripped everything out
Only the walls were left
Then I looked around
I looked around for something else to tear out
I reached deep