Took a boat out to sea,
Found a desert,
Psycho-analyze me.
Psycho-analyze me.
Took a boat out to sea,
Horizon stretched around me.
Took a horse on a journey,
Desert, sands stretch out before me.
Despite the saddle and the reigns,
Horse too wild, Foresight unseen.
Lost among the sand,
Flowers wilting all around me.
A lack of water,
Starvation around the corner.
Sandstorm I beg of thee,
Ignore me.
Ignore me.
Ignore me.
Psycho analyze.
Psycho analyze me.
Am I crazy?
Took a boat out to sea,
Adventure in my heart,
A storm in front of me.
Sail tattered to smithereens.
Anchor cannot help me,
Psycho-analyze me.
Can’t you see?
Psycho-analyze me.
Storm I beg of thee,
Take me,
Take me.
Here I stand,
Inside a box that barely fits me,
Ladder can you feel me,
Lean on me,
Lean on me.
This wooden box it’s all around me,
Suffocate me,
Suffocate me.
This is my coffin,
Just sedate me.
Just sedate me.
Am I crazy,
Am I crazy?
Just a sailor who lost his horse at sea,
Just a desert wanderer,
Lost my anchor among the sands.
So seal my coffin my friends,
Toss me in the sea,
and bury me beneath the sand.
I can feel the heat so deep beneath the waves.
I can feel the lack of oxygen with the turning sands.
Am I crazy?
AM I CRAZY?
Psycho-analyze me,
Psycho-analyze me,
Beautiful, it’s a story of what you did to me.
Beautiful, it’s a story of your effect on me.
You may think this story is about you.
Beautiful this has always been about me.
You were another storm,
I was another captain,
Wishing to drown.
You were another casket,
For me to crawl inside,
And wish I died.
You were just another horse,
For me to lose on my way,
What do you expect me to say?
(Slow of pace)
Someday,
I will die,
And you,
Will wish this was about you.
Because all the guilt will come unglued,
And the fire will feel renewed,
But like all fires,
When given oxygen,
They tend to burn.
Burn away.
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