Sometimes feel at the edge of reason
I get strung out, feel like I'm going nowhere
And then you wind me up just like you did before
Gotta thrill, gotta chill, gotta spill, so I can rise again
Just like everybody else
Sometimes question mark, full-stop
This process is powerless, there's no way to the top
Get fucked up just to fill me up or so I tell myself
And this makes me wonder, process to order
Every now and then, right place, right time
Get going with the flow of things and I'm feeling fine
(It's alright)
Getting back to basics
(Ah, ha)
Back to the common mind
(It's alright)
Got a chance to rise above
Got a chance to be myself
(Ah, ha)
Just like everybody else