FAIRGROUND

Time to get down my friend
Time to go down again
2 hours from fogville
I may be insane but it’s the same old shit again

The trash is purple
Jurassic people
With nothing to do
They live their life this way
and it’s the same old shit again

This is not happening is what your brain insist to say to you and
No mushroom could improve this feeling of emptiness
Is like looking trough some glass

And I am the only one
Who is reasonable today
And this is the only way
To live with no regret
Someday
You’ll get up in the morning and see
That this is no place to be
So get off that merry go round

Time to get down my friend
And now it’s the time of the year to grow up in public
I may be insane but it’s the same old shit again

To be or not to be / alone
The question is sometimes / all wrong
The reason that you split / in two
Your enemy is blind / and blue
To run / and hide
To loose / and win
To come inside/to feel within
But now that you know the game
The question is “you’ll ever be the same”?