On A Plain (1992/Live at Reading)

I'll start this off, without any words I got so high, that I scratched 'till I bled I love myself, better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do The finest day, that I ever had Was when I learned, to cry on command I love myself, better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do I'm on a plain, I can't complain I'm on a plain My mother died, every night It's safe to say, don't quote me on that I love myself, better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do The black sheep got, blackmailed again Forgot to put, on the zip code I love myself, better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do I'm on a plain, I can't complain I'm on a plain Somewhere I have heard this before In a dream my memory has stored As a defense I'm neutered and spayed What the hell am I trying to say It is now time, to make it unclear To write off lines, that don't make sense I love myself, better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do And one more special, message to go And then I'm done, then I can go home I love myself, better than you I know it's wrong, so what should I do I'm on a plain, I can't complain I'm on a plain, I can't complain I'm on a plain, I can't complain I'm on a plain, I can't complain