Basket case

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 paranoind
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 a bore
And quit my whining cause it's bringing her down

Grasping to control
So you better hold on