Psychosomatic

[midgetlapdog]

Psychosomatic

I don't know where we are
I don't know who I am
I don't know where we're going

I can't drive the car
I can't see the road
I can't feel the world

What's the point
psycho-somatic
Who fucking cares
psycho-somatic
Today's not the best of days
psy - cho so - mat - ic

I hate the voices in my head
I hate the people I can't see
I hate three fold wallets

I see nothing but red
I see ever lasting futility
I see 256 shades of gray

Who's in charge here
psycho-somatic
What's the fucking deal
psycho-somatic
What's in tomorrow that's new
psy - cho so - mat - ic

I hurt myself when alone
I hurt myself in my head
I hurt those that I'm around

I kill the voiced all alone
I kill the urges I can't help
I kill my feelings of ennui

I keep it all to myself
I still feel useless and alone
I have masks to get through the day
I fight to keep myself sane
I steal a little bit from each day
I keep striving, but I still hate those fucking wallets!

Tired of all the same things, psychosomatic
Tired of all the same people, psychosomatic
Yesterday seemed so far, psychosomatic
What's in tomorrow that's new, psychosomatic
Today's not the best of days, psychosomatic

psy - cho so - mat - ic