I'm twisted again,
I'm twisted again, 'cause I don't belong,
I took a right and a left, and I end up wrong,
I'm always the weakest where I think that I'm strong.
This is my final paragraph,
Sign my name as, "One made sane by what makes other people laugh."
I'm twisted again, mixed up in the mess that is my own mind,
Is this as good as it gets?
I think I'm falling behind,
I was the one that could see; now I'm the only one blind.
This is my final paragraph,
Sign my name as, "One made sane by what makes other people laugh."
Push me again, but you don't wanna push me too hard,
I'm hanging by a piece of what got me this far,
I suspend, to the end, for an infinite friend,
Jesus, this white bread sure needs a helping hand,
Push me again, but you don't wanna push me too hard,
I'm hanging by a piece of what got me this far,
I suspend, to the end, for an infinite friend,
Jesus, this white bread sure needs a helping hand.
