Basket Case
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Basket Case
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Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About nothing and everything all at once
I am one of those melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid or I'm just stoned?
I went to a shrink to analyze my dreams
She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life's a bore
So quit my whinning 'cause it's bringing her down
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid or I'm just stoned?
Grasping to control
So I better hold on...
Sauber sog i!
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Troglauer Buam performs "Basket Case", and this lyric page sits inside the Troglauer Buam catalog on LyroVerse.
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