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| [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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