Please Free Me
I Went Into
Rehab Care
(I Saw Her Standing There)
(1,2,3,4!)
Well, I was just thirty-three
You know what I mean
And I was so depressed way beyond compare
And I had issues with my mother (Ooh)
So I went into rehab care
Well I was so down, I was wearing a frown
Before too long I knew my mood would flip over
Yes, that’s what happens with bipolar (Whooh)
So I went into rehab care
Well, my heart went "boom"
And my head did too
So I held my hands real tight
Whoah, I saw A psychiatrist
And we had A secret tryst
And before too long I fell in love with her
Now I'll never dance with another (Whooh)
Glad I went into rehab care
Well, my heart went "boom"
And my head did too
So I held my hands real tight
Whoah, I saw A psychiatrist
And we had A secret tryst
And before too long I fell in love with her
Now I'll never dance with another (Whooh)
Glad I went into rehab care
Oh since I went into rehab care
Oh since I went into rehab care
History
(Misery)
I’m so depressed and sad
I’m history
I'm the kind of guy who sick of getting
high
I’m so depressed and sad
I’m history
I’ve become so paranoid
Of emotions I am devoid
Can’t take another drag
History
I'll remember all the little things I’ve
smoked
Now I wish that I could put back the
things i woke (Things i woke)
I’ll go to rehab care
Where everybody there
Is suffering just like me
In misery
I wish i could remember all the things I’ve
done
Spent too many nights smoking drugs and having fun , misguided fun
I’ll go to rehab care
Where everybody there
Is suffering just like me
In misery
Oh-oh-oh, it's history
Ooh-ooh, I’m history
La-la, la-la-la-la, history
Anxiety (It’s
So Grim)
(Anna (Go With Him))
Anxiety, you shake me to the core now
You knock me to the floor now
I say I don’t know where I’m at
And you say “That is that"
It's so grim
(Anxiety)
It’s so grim
(Anxiety)
Anxiety, you got me in a whirl now
I feel the weight of the world now
But I don’t know what to do
Because my life is screwed, It’s so grim
All of my life
I've been researching for a cure
That will help me when I am blue
Oh, now
But with every cure I've ever had
I just relapse and it leave me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Anxiety , you give my head a twirl
I’ll take this little pill you see
And it will set me free
Its so grim ....
All of my life
I've been researching for a cure
That will help me when I am blue
But let me tell you now
But with every cure I've ever had
I just relapse and it leave me sad
What am I, what am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Anna, you give my head a twirl
I’ll take this little pill you see
And iIt will set me free
Its so grim ....
(Anxiety)
it’s so grim
(Anxiety)
You know it’s So grim, now
(Anxiety)
It’s So grim
Please Free
Me
(Please Please Me)
You know when you get depression
You know your mind it starts regressing
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Please, free me, whoa-yeah, like I freed you
I need a pill to show the way, love
Why do I always have to it say, love?
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Please, free me, whoa-yeah, like I freed you
You know I’m always contemplating
But you know you have my fate in your hands (In your hands)
Its so hard to please me can’t you see it's
hard to reason with you,
Whoa-yeah, why do I feel so blue?
Last night, I thought I had depression
You know my mind it was regressing
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Come on (come on)
Please, free me, whoa-yeah, like I freed you
Free me, whoa-yeah, like I freed you
Free me, whoa-yeah, like I freed you
Brains
(Chains)
Brains
My meds have gone and fried up my brain
And I’m two of a kind
As you can see
Whoa, this schizophrenia’s got a hold on me, yeah
Brains
I just can’t get a break from my brain
It runs around
I can’t get free
Whoa, this schizophrenia won’t let me be, yeah
I sure can tell you, it’s not bipolar
It’s not depression
It’s not a mania, too
So Darling, I’ve no use for all of these
Brains
My meds have gone and fried up my brain
And I’m two of a kind
As you can see
Whoa, this schizophrenia’s got a hold on me, yeah
It defies logic I tell you
Your lips are sweet
But I’m so psychotic
But I can't break away from this mush inside my
Brains
My meds have gone and fried up my brain
And I’m two of a kind
As you can see
Whoa, this schizophrenia’s got a hold on me, yeah
Brains
Brains of mush
Brains
Brains of mush
Brains
Brains of mush
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