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Basket Case
Do you have the time, to listen to me whine About nothing and everything All at once I am one of those, melodramatic fools Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it
Sometimes i give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think i'm cracking up Am i just paranoid? I'm just stoned!
I went to a shrink, to analyze my dreams She says it's lack of sex that bringing me down I went to a whore, he said me life's a bore To quit my whining 'cause it's bringing her down
Grasping to control.... So you better hold on
Sometimes i give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think i'm cracking up Am i just paranoid? I'm just stoned!
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