Nana Kitade
Nana Kitade - Basket Case lyrics
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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 this lack of sex That's bringing me down I went to a whore He said my life's a bore So quit my whining cause That's bringing him down 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. Grasping to control... So I better hold on... 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.