No sleep till seven in the morning City is loud, head is up in the clouds Tragic, but I'll meet you when this storm ends Reasoning is compromised, anxious once again Frightened to the core until the end, I've gotta say Somebody please Can get me out this torment World is to fall, no meaning to it all The lowest mental form a human being has Sick of this unhappy child that lives inside of me Being the most shitty brain since '93 Down the road I go High speed, no control I carry this with me Everywhere I go Where's my fucking peace of mind they talk about in Zen Catastrophic thoughts are driving me insane Down the road I go High speed, no control I carry this with me Everywhere I go I carry this with me Everywhere I go Needless to say I'm where the four winds blow