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!!