If you knew the feeling
That's deep down inside
I'm up on the ceiling, yah
Psych-Out 129
There's no use pretending:
I'm living in fear
Each day it's extending
The end's getting here
And now I'm crying
I'm all alone
I count the moments inside my home
Aauu!
{guitar solo}
All my girlfriends reject{ed} me
At least 'fore today
But now they respect me
The think that's the way
The message is simple
The story is clear:
My life's getting shorter
The end's getting near
Why was I born?
WHY!! WHY!!