| Mental Constipation
Mind contamination, how I need a revelation.
Cerebral devastation, now I'm looking for salvation.
Inner reservations and emotional deviations,
Internal domination, I've got mental constipation.
Everyone's got problems, as anyone can see,
That's why there is no one who can take some pity on me.
I've got no one to lean on, I've got no place to stand,
There's no one I can count on, just 'cause no one understands.
Strong determination is a foreign situation.
Beggin' for cessation of these burnin' lacerations.
Sweet incarceration is a whole new realisation;
Start the evacuation, I've got mental constipation.
Mind is full of turmoil, almost ready to spill,
Feel the pressure building, pressure building against my will.
I've got to find the answer, I've got to let it out.
I've got to find somebody who know what I'm talkin' about.
Quick evaluation of my lack of animation,
Sense of automation and these constant aggravations.
Lost my inspiration and my sense of preservation,
Stop these complications, I've got mental constipation.
Mental constipation is worse than you'd believe,
Ev'rybody suffers, you can't Find Yourself No Relief.
When all the music's over, and all your dreams are broke,
There's one thing you can count on,
And that's 'Life is just a joke!'
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