With My Mind

Where is the witchdoctor

Who drags me from this fear

What will I tell him so I make myself clear

I've got this bad taste in my mouth

And in my soul

I try to taste it,

Just to know what's going on

Some kind of tribulation

Strangles my mind

It makes me wonder

Do I have much more time

Manic depressions

Or just having too much time

With my mind

I keep on scratching

But the itching won't go

My legs turn red but I will have to go on

And when I come home

I find you shining like the sun

I rest my whery head

But you want to have fun

Some kind of tribulation

Strangles my mind

It makes me wonder

Do I have much more time

Manic depressions

Or just having too much time

With my mind

Some kind of tribulation

Strangles my mind

It makes me wonder

Do I have much more time

Manic depressions

Or just having too much time

With my mind