In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Monday, March 27, 2017
messed-up mind
it doesn't matter, does it
it was nothing but wasted time
I thought hope was here but it wasn't
damn my messed-up mind
you'd think I'd simply ignore it
but I've left common sense behind
now I'm forced to bow down before it
damn my messed-up mind
paxil
prozac
give me my life back
I can't help myself
effexor
klonopin
quiet all this noise within
quick!
call county mental health
I got a big lunch box of bottles
my prescriptions have been refilled
I got lots of whiskey shots to
wash down all my pills
I've taken tons of photos
of this world I'm leaving behind
my sum is less than total
damn my messed-up mind
lexapro for lethargy
knots of nervous energy
razor blades on the bathroom shelf
suicide hotlines
any help that you can find
quick!
call county mental health
I've run clear out of answers
there's nothing left to find
that'll end this mental cancer
damn my messed-up mind
damn my messed-up mind
and it happens all the time
damn my messed-up mind
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