Mind of a Junkie

Yeah I am nervous I am sweating I hate to make amends Bunch of opinions I am always made of fence Pissed off and sad at the same time Please somebody save me from my crazy mind I try to read the people but I can t see the words Every time I meditate all things are blur Panic attack shore breath I try to get things done When my body needs to rest I have been living in the mind of a junky Think about junky thoughts Couldn t help myself with aspiration I let God into my heart I ain t got no appetite Is till over eat I want peace and quiet but I keep running my mouth My soul is a hurricane but I am still filled with no doubts I hate the way I am looking my echo is always . I isolate myself and I also makes more tattoos Always running late so I can t make any plans I am preaching about stuff I don t understand I have been living in the mind of a junky Think about junky thoughts Couldn t help myself with aspiration I let God into my heart