So confused. Too much running through my head. Can't rewind and put it to paper. It comes, its gone, like a never heard song - its in - its out, all I wanna do is shout
'bout the bees in my head
but I'm cryin' instead
really wishin I was ....
then this knockin at the door
sends me duckin to the floor
cos the noise is gettin wilder
too much for my brain
which is goin insane
insane insane
going down the drain
now I'm looking for hope
that things will get better
but my pdoc gives me dope
and a sad reading letter
that tells tells tells tells
the insurance, well you know
if it rings any bells
that this is a long one
they call it chronic
when in fact I'm supersonic
and you know it just don't fit
cos a plane in a drain
is just nothin but pain
pain pain