I think it's time we had a little conversation

Me and you

I'm willing to admit it's overdue

See I'm feeling like life's animation

And these two-dimensional story-boards are wearing thin

So let me have your exclusive undivided attention

Grab a blank notebook and a fresh pen

Where do I begin if I don't know the origin?

How do I explain why I can't sleep for weeks without medicine?

You wanna hear the most recent aggravation?

Every time I touch the mic I get a standing ovation

But it's probably 'cause there's no seats in here

So let me see you on your feet in here

You got a man speaking here

But all they wanna do is cry into their beers

But that's trivial, typical, predictable behavior

I can't blame ya

I'd probably do the same without my savior

I come home at night and write scripture

But somewhere back there I lost the big picture

You paying attention, man?

This fifty bucks an hour ain't cheap

And I didn't come here to speak to dead meat

I guess that's why the little tape recorder's running

So you can play me back later, analyze my behavior

Give it to your neighbors and other strangers

Then y'all can laugh at my expenses, no pun intended

And make new conversation about the new patient you're working with



Step one is to admit you've got a problem

Step two is to help your fucking self

Step three is theoretical

Some sort of positive progression toward the unattainable



I think it's time we had a little conversation

Me and you

I've seen what you can do

Rearranging concrete mind states

Complicated mental cases putting on a happy face

Without booze or freebase

I got a good friend with a strong faith

He says if I can