Sometimes,

feel at the edge of reason

I get strung out

feel like I'm going nowhere

and then you wind me up

just like you did before

gotta thrill, gotta chill, gotta spill

so I can rise again



just like everybody else



Sometimes,

question mark? full-stop.

this process is powerless

there's no way to the top

get fucked up just to fill me up

or so I tell myself

and this makes me wonder

process to order



Every now and then

right place, right time

get going with the flow of things

and I'm feeling fine

(it's alright)

getting back to basics

(ah ha)

back to the common mind

(it's alright)

got a chance to rise above

got a chance to be myself!

(ah ha)



just like everybody else