Like a punch to the gut I double over, grab my throat I'm a psychosomatic kind of person, no joke I think that maybe later in life I'll choke Or pass out from the feelings That painful stories evoke Battling a cold and a nasty cough Headed down the road With my headlights off Got a fever coming over me I know I should stop But I can't, but I can't, but I can't My sanity is Gone without a trace But it's got to be somewhere Can't find it anywhere Anywhere Gone without a trace But it's got to be somewhere Here I come I got nothing to hide I'll give you a taste You're just in time Shook up Wake up violently from a dream It's the same thing over and over What does it mean? Sweaty, dizzy, disoriented I seem like a mad man Whose had a little too much to drink Gargling my water with a dash of salt Swallowing my pride cause it's all my fault Got an inner critic bombing me A verbal assault So I work, I work, I work My sanity is