Sunday, August 05, 2007

Greenday - Basket Case

Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything all at once

I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bones no doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind play tricks on me

It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paraniod
Or am I just stoned

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dream
She said it's lack of sex that's bringing me down

I went to a whore
She said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cos it's bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind play tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid
A ya ya ya

Grasping to control
So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind play tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid
Or am I just stoned

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Tried to take my mind off the whole post holiday depression, still, the universe seems to want to remind me of it; Ratatouille's Remy, Juls mentioning about his colleague, Yan. Replaying songs the jungle boys had played with their guitars.

Am I really cracking up.

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