In front of a mic your paranoia is right
They are all looking at you, they may even talk about you after the advent and you won\'t even have a clue!
Like a deer in head lights, what the duck do I do?
I know I\'ve got loads of sweet rhythms and I love to sing a tune! but instead I get stuck with this moneatone blues, that sounds a bit lost in woods!
I hear Merry Jane with a faint distant jive
You know this one will never let it fly? It will come back at you in the middle of the night, just as this started when you closed your eyes!
Yeah this is true but look what we got, paranoia is my bitch and I\'m going to walk it round the block, for that feeling in my stomach will be out and under control, while undoing the knots in my lyrical flow!
So to anyone listening know you can do it too, facing your demon\'s and joining a soul crew where music and words will help connect you....
show all you cards
Bring those issues
It all fades away
Everyone has tissues!