Scoundrel

Think about the way people are good Never wonder about the could and the should You are looking thin You are looking iller than me Something in your body wants to get out So it's telling you to wander about Blockage in a vein Numbing up the side of your head And drink up and be merry all on your own There are ways that bodies shouldn't be thrown There's always psychotherapy Somehow we can cure the past Another one to make me pay attention Another one to make me feel alive Another one to make me sleep, another one to stop me dreaming, another one to make me see again Think about the way people are good Never wonder about the could and the should You are looking thin You are looking iller than me And totally addictive and obsessive with it They say that thinking is a positive thing The inner monologue Dwelling on a future with you. Another one to make me pay attention Another one to make me feel alive Another one to make me sleep, another one to stop me dreaming, another one to make me see again