What a Downer
It's a feeling I've had many times before;
I can't hold the fort so don't give me more.
I struggle and sweat when I'm wide awake,
When I know I'm fine, I'm not used to fine.
It's the same thing again,
But it could become a problem if
We don't deal with it now,
And you blast off in another rant.
I've not opened my mouth,
Can you read my mind so easily?
As the madness sets in
You must know that I'll follow you.
A sudden movement and a broken limb,
The patches are there to show where I'm hit.
My fault is it now, well that's news to me!
Curled and joyless we try once again...
Feeling like nothing's going right, and nothing ever will. Trying to find some meaning behind the comical façades we wear everyday. And all the time just wishing I was home, where I knew what was going on, where I was, who to trust.
I can't hold the fort so don't give me more.
I struggle and sweat when I'm wide awake,
When I know I'm fine, I'm not used to fine.
It's the same thing again,
But it could become a problem if
We don't deal with it now,
And you blast off in another rant.
I've not opened my mouth,
Can you read my mind so easily?
As the madness sets in
You must know that I'll follow you.
A sudden movement and a broken limb,
The patches are there to show where I'm hit.
My fault is it now, well that's news to me!
Curled and joyless we try once again...
Feeling like nothing's going right, and nothing ever will. Trying to find some meaning behind the comical façades we wear everyday. And all the time just wishing I was home, where I knew what was going on, where I was, who to trust.