That was the kind of day I had - a day of all day long panic and all that. It was a day on the tail end of a week of not sleeping, so my voice is crap, and I had to pretend to be a male country western singer to squeak out the vocals. This song might have potential...I might re-record it one day, when my voice is better.
The lyrics are:
I'm having an all day long panic attack
I cannot think of words; my thoughts fly off like birds
I'm having an all day long panic attack
My head's flying away; calmness is what I crave
I don't know if I'll get through this thing
My ears buzz like bees and they sting
Wildness is what I crave
Every single Goddamn day
And I'm ever losing my grip on reality
I'm taking a trip into Nightmare Yucky Bad City
I'm having an all day long panic attack
I think, I must confess, I am feeling stressed
By the way, I'm a mess - today's not the best
I'm having an all day long panic attack
I think I am concerned, and my feelings burn
My day took a bad turn, and my stomach churns
I don't think I'll get through this thing
My thoughts stab like needles that sting
Wildness is what I crave
Every single blessed day
And I'm ever losing my grip on reality
And I'm ever losing my grip on reality
And I'm ever losing my grip on reality
And I'm ever losing my grip on reality
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