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Every morning while the world is waking |
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I'm still up and shaking, |
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holy god it's a new day |
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Another chapter and a new affliction filled with fraud and fiction, |
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The conviction death for sure |
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I feel sick catch my breath, and its gone |
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This is it this is death just hold on |
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Then everything's fine |
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The panic it passes |
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And I feel a little crazy I was so afraid |
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I die for some foolish reason and I don't know why |
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But I do know it sounds corky and queer |
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And I know that it's hard to relate to my fear |
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You think go get some air get a drink and a spine |
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And get out of your mind |
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ohhhhh |
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I've lived my life like this for god know how long, |
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some things always wrong |
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The song goes on and on and on |
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Cause if you can catch it than I'm sure I've caught it |
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or at least I've thought it |
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Aids got it cancer got it TB got is bird flu got it sars not got it |
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But I'll get it yet |
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Give me pills give me blood give me bed |
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Nothing helps all this shit in my head |
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Then everything's fine |
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Birds sing in blue skies |
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And everyone's happy everybody's at peace |
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But me, I'm locked in a closet surfing web MD |
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And I know its all nuts; I know that it's true |
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I ask myself what's the matter with you |
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Go get yourself help, get a shrink you'll be fine |
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And get out of your never mind |
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Stop and look at yourself. |
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What are you doing? did you? Never mind |
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This talking to yourself like this |
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This pills |
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This problem |
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This pity |
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Somebody please |
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Get me out mind |
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I want to look to the future |
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Wanna go buy a calendar I'll actually use |
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Then how, wanna plan a vacation for six months from now |
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Wanna go and subscribe to a good magazine |
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Plant a garden and thrive and exit the scene |
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Wanna find me a guy who will never ask why |
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I hold him so tightly with every goodbye |
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And then I'll be so happy I just might die |
