Bastille - Basket Case текст песни

Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything, all at once?
I Am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid or Am I just stoned?

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She said it's lack of sex that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life's a bored
So quit my whining cause its bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid? Yeah Yeah Yeah

Grasping to control
So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid? Or Am I just stoned?
Am I just stoned? Am I just sto-o-oned?