Basket Case(Green Day Cover)
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?
Am i just stoned?
I went to a shrink,
To analyze my dreams,
She said it's lack of sex that's bringing me down.
I went to a whore,
She said my life's a bore,
So quit my whining cause it's bringing her down.
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 don't know.
Grasping to control,
So i 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?
Am i just stoned?