There is this person I have a crush on lately,
but it's just a drop of water in this crazy
shit I'm living, the chaos in my head
I need a shrink,
someone who listens, at least pretends to,
then betrays me and labels me as a fool,
so you could throw your stones at me with a reason
and then there'll be the season
Or I just go on and act like one of them,
suffer and roar in every second
and sometimes I'll be feeling
like a real human being,
I'll be feeling sorry for the sick and poor,
for the ones you had to lose,
I'll be saying I'd give them my life as they deserve it.
But then, here it comes again the crazy shit
and I'll be hunting for myself,
the season is closer than you think,
why are the people looking
at me and why do they hate me all?
They don't hate me,
they never see me
and I don't want to be seen at all,
but now I'd like to and don't know
which part of myself I need to kill
so I could be freed
all my bones, my guts, the pain, the cuts,
in all the atoms all around in this blurry photograph,
this vital death that makes me come,
these pictures, they come and are gone.
I'm thinking and it's not good for me,
let's keep this mind down,
on pills I'm keen.