Paid the Rent / Going Out

Paid the rent and counted the days That I've done spent in a haze Counting the times I fought off the doubt And told myself I'm allowed I paid my dues, now how to get rid of these blues I'm going out, going out, going out of my head I'm going out, going out, going out of my body I'm going out, going out, going out of my mind I'm going out, going out of my body Now I can't find a place to rest my head I tried the flowers but they were all dead I'm just trying to feel so free And leave nothing behind but me I'm going out of my mind