Well you're right, I'm force fed
I'm uptight, almost dead
It's alright I got meds
And I don't really need them
But that's not what the doctor said
Well last night as I dread
And my microcosmos collapses in again
I stay bright, I'm sunshine
Cuz I know that Christ wouldn't wanna hear me whine
So I just let those problems pass on by
I think I might be getting this thing right
Well you're right, I'm a casualty
I'll spit out all my guts 'til there's nothing left of me
I'm a punk, I'm pushing funk
Make sure you never knew, make sure you never thunk
I'd get right, I'd get saved
I'd start doing drugs and stop wasting away
You're still right, I'm insane
At least now I know I've got no one left to blame
So last night as I dread
And my microcosmos collapses in again
I stay bright, I'm sunshine
Cuz I know that Christ wouldn't wanna hear me whine
So I just let those problems pass on by
I think I might be getting this thing right
