Here I am again
Drowning in the sheets of my sweat stained bed
I throw the covers over my head
But when the light breaks through my body builds up the dread
And two hours later, I work staring a hole in the wall
I can see, I can smell
You may think that I’m well
But something isn’t right at all
Drowning in the sheets of my sweat stained bed
I throw the covers over my head
But when the light breaks through my body builds up the dread
And two hours later, I work staring a hole in the wall
I can see, I can smell
You may think that I’m well
But something isn’t right at all
‘Cause I can taste the bitter acid washing up my throat
And I can feel the brittle marrow cracking in my bones
And this headache means I’ve probably got a tumor in my head
And this mark on my back is practically blood red
It could be cancer of the spine but my doctor says I’m fine
Say what you want, I can’t help the feeling that I’m dying
I’ve got the sanity of Rosemary Kennedy before lobotomy
And I’m the greatest threat to my own health
But how can you blame me
I wonder why I don’t see more people going crazy reading about the news every day
Getting sick of feeling limp and useless
Oh tell me what the use is
The tortured soul I can save
‘Cause if you leave me alone with my mind
You’re gonna dig my grave
Listen up my only friend
If the sun should burn out and the world just ends
Well we’d be dead, we wouldn’t be scared
You can’t have fear if you don’t have time to reflect
And the minutes you waste taking up space instead of really being alive
Would be better put to use trying to make a friend or two
‘Cause they will give you the courage to get through life
And it won’t be too long now before you’re gone
And someone takes your place to carry the world on their arms
Well that doesn’t sound nice, I should take my own advice
And leave all my fear and hate behind
But paranoia rules my brain while the shrink says I’m sane
Well go ahead and diagnose whatever you want
But you’re lying
I’ve got the sanity of Rosemary Kennedy before lobotomy
And I’m the greatest threat to my own health
But how can you blame me
I wonder why I don’t see more people going crazy reading about the news every day
Getting sick of feeling limp and useless
Oh tell me what the use is
The tortured soul I can save
‘Cause if you leave me alone with my mind
You’re gonna dig my grave
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