Flip on the TV to see what the cretins want, drugs, sex and problems, and it all seems so fake to me
Flip up the front page to see who the newspaper raped yesterday while the politics procrastinate
There must be a better place for the days that you put in your pocket and forget about
Wrong number, I'll thumb her down, maybe she'll take me to the end of the fight, while I'm waiting
I'll be up with the creatures who sit up in the bleachers and sip on their soda pops while the umpires calling me out
Oh my teacher, I'll try to beseech her to come back and tell me the answers to all of my tests
Well it’s best that we both stay depressed
You're crazy for leaving and I'm crazy for asking what's next
What's next, what's next, what's next? Tell me
Clean up the spilled milk, in Rorschach Tests I see guilt, hand-me-down sympathy, it just won't do the same for me
Fill up your insides with all that you can't hide in safety deposit boxes, they're so dangerous
There must be a remedy for the faces we make when we don't really mean it
Wrong answer, strong cancer will take her away before we had the chance to say goodbye, I'll be up with
All of the crazies whose theories might save me, I'll wake up in a padded room and cry out, "What took ya so long?"
I'm not lazy, but my motives seem hazy, procrastinate, and walk the plank, and find out where they buried the chest
Well it’s best that we both stay depressed
You're crazy for leaving and I'm crazy for asking what's next
What's next, what's next, what's next? Tell me
credits
from Scatterbrain,
released June 19, 2015
All parts written and performed by Steve Gilliland
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