08 December 2004

Well Adjusted

Am I the one that's going crazy?
I'm so tired of masquerading
I pretend to be so well adjusted
Maybe it's just me and i'm disgusted

I need a room in a mental penitentiary
So lock me up with maxium security
The doctors say tht they don't know what's wrong with me
So strap me down it's time for my lobotomy
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
The doctors say that i'll be getting out real soon
The doctors ssay that i've been making big breakthroughs

One little minute seems to last a lifetime
Like starring at the ceiling even though you're blind
We are all pretending to be so complicated
You and me jst ma be dislocated

I need a room in mental penitentiary
So strap me sown it's time for my lobotomy
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
The doctors say that i'll be getting out real soon
The doctors say that i've been making big breakthroughs

The doctors say, the doctors say I'm okay
The doctors changed their minds and now I'm here to stay
Sorry baby, I'm not crazy
Pardon me baby, yo no soy loco
The doctors say that i'll be getting out real soon
The doctors say that I've been making breakthroughs
The doctors say that I'm not crazy after all
The doctors say take two of these and give me a call

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

ok, so you're crazy. get over it