Testo Clear My Mind

There's three strings left on my guitar
And I'm itting on my Fender amplifier
Questioning my sanity
Because I'm about to
Break
This awake
This aware
This alone Eyes are bloodshot, mind is racing on past thoughts.
Feels like I'm saying the same old things
Repeating myself evermore
My fucking life is Groundhog Day
4 AM going on 24 hours
and it's no fun when I'm not trying to be this way.
OHHHHHHHHHHH
Someone drug me
OHHHHHHHHHHH
Someone help me
Keep thinking these same thoughts
Keep singing these same songs
Keep up the mindless rhetoric
Keep taking in someone else's bullshit.
OHHHHHHHHHHHH Someone Drug me
OHHHHHHHHHHHH
Some one help me
Clear my mind