Paper Scratcher Lyrics - Classic Masters - Blind Melon

Shuffle can to can nobody really gives a damn 

For every living day I give myself a hand 

Now I'm scroungy as can be 

I got all you normals looking at me 

I'll scratch a hole in my life, so everyone can see 

And my mind is a mind that I have come to know 

And my eyes can't conceive a world that cannot grow 

And Fridays are always fresh days 

Screamin' at the sun 

Don't really know what he has done 

He don't believe in God and a world as one 

So he rambles through the weeds 

Seeing he will sleep beneath the trees 

And my mind is a mind that I have come to know 

And my eyes can't conceive a world that cannot grow 

And on the day I die 

Thank God my soul will be released 

I've seen all your eyes, and I've seen all your faces 

Can you tell me honestly that you wanna be free? 

Then look in my eyes, I've been lots of places 

Can you tell me honestly that you'd want to be me 

Will you want to be me? 

Honestly, honestly