You Always Think It's So Funny

 You Always Think It's So Funny
(You Never Give Me Your Money)

You always think it’s so funny
Just because I have to check the door one time once more
And in the middle of my cruel obsessions
I break down
 
Oh, my thoughts they just haunt me
Going around in a repetitive refrain
But before I finally go insane
I break down
 
Oh my hands, they’re feeling sore
Washed so often, they’re red and raw
Just my obsessions , nowhere to go
Got to be wary, can’t be slack
Step lightly, miss the cracks
Can’t leave the apartment, nowhere to go
But oh, that tragic feeling, nowhere to go
Oh, that tragic feeling
Nowhere to go, nowhere to go
 
One light switch
I turn it off and on a repetitive twitch
But with psychiatric care
Step on the gas and I’ll be able to get away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today
Came true today (yes, it did)
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now I live without obsessions
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now I live without obsessions
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now I live without obsessions
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now I live without obsessions
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now I live without obsessions
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now I live without obsessions
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Now I live without obsessions
 
See the full collection at www.the-feables.com

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

She's A Woman (That's Got Depression)

Drink It Is

I'm Down