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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