I'm so paranoid
My words might fall of this page and drop into a void
I tell myself I'm being silly
But, really
I can't help but think
That talking to a shrink
Might not help my brain
And its endless thought train
All my fears-
Yes, the ones I keep trying to drown in beer
Won't go away
They might be here to stay
I don't know what I'll do
But it involves avoiding the loo
Beside there'll be nothing to calm me down
'Sides NAFY staff acting like clowns
I'm gonna have a fit
And throw a lot of shit
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