[1998]
Psycho-Stress Delivery(8-2-98)

Can't quite figure why I feel the way I do
It came over me before I could realize
I don't know why I'm wanting to be mad
No one right now could make me feel better
Many have tried and many have failed
I feel sick and I just want to be somewhere else
I'm at the point where I really don't care
Others around me yell and shout
Why are they so fucking happy and I feel like shit?
I just don't understand right now
I really wish I could though
Sitting alone by myself with no one here
McDonalds is crowded, the streets are all clear
The freeway has traffic, my mind is cluttered
I have women pleading for my attention
My best friend saying "I'll be there"
My mind won't let me get it
I want to be far away from all of this stress
My family is buggin', my life all mixed up
I took some wrong turns, now I'm paying
Not much I can do to change it
I'm stuck between six walls closing in
Soon I'll be boxed up, the UPS man is coming

R. E. Knight
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