It's a feeling I've had many times before

I can't hold the fort so don't give me more

I struggle and sweat when I'm wide awake

When I know I'm fine, I'm not used to fine



It's the same thing again

But it could become a problem if

We don't deal with it now

And you blast off in another rant

I've not opened my mouth

Can you read my mind so easily

As the madness sets in

You must know that I'll follow you



A sudden movement and a broken limb

The patches are there to show where I'm hit

My fault is it now well that's news to me

Curled and joyless we try once again