Mood Organ - Nineteen

How do I stay sane when there's nothing to fill my brain
Nose all mucused up and I've got warm milk in my cup
I want some relief from all this pain, find some way to make it drain
Cos I don't want to end up here again
Nothing to do, everything to choose
Yet all I ever seem to do is lose
Where does it all go, my effervescent glow
When I need to have some fun but I can't get it done
I guess I feel the most alone when I am on my own
But I can't bring myself to grab the phone
Nothing to do, everything to choose
Yet all I ever seem to do is lose
I should stop feeling sorry for myself
So why can't I stop feeling sorry for myself
How do I stay sane when there's nothing to fill my brain
Nose all mucused up and I've got warm milk in my cup
I want some relief from all this pain, find some way to make it drain
Cos I don't want to end up here again

Written by:
Thom Sweeney

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