2003-01-12 at 5:38 p.m.
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?
I'm just stoned
I went to a shrink
To analyze
My dreams
She says
it's lack of sex
That's bringing me down
I went to a whore
She said
My life's bore
And quit
My whining
'Cause it's bringing her down
Grasping to control
So you better hold on
Green Day - Basket Case
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