paroles de chanson Am I Going Crazy? - BVA
I
feel
erratic.
Is
this
psychosis?
Now
I
got
some
attack
of
a
piff
and
I
smoked
it
No
joke
shit.
It
comes
in
phases
Sometimes
wyle
the
fuck
out,
sometimes
great
to
behave
But
no
wake
spliffs.
I
think
my
brain's
got
poem
Somewhere
around
where
the
line
signs
stopped
showin'
My
old
man
always
said:
"When
you're
older,
you're
beknowin'
How
it
drives
you
Insane
In
The
Membrane."
Shit!
I
lost
my
trainer
for,
I
lost
my
house
keys
Lost
that
pike
that
I
got
of
fingers
or
about
free
Lost
it
for
rebitten
herds
and
people
call
me
outkeeper
that
ain't
the
drink,
that
really
took
it
out
me
I
look
around
to
see
the
side
effects
I
set
a
wise
of
a
good
reflection
of
what's
inside
the
head
My
mind's
been
fed,
my
mind's
bled
That's
why
I
can't
remember
of
what
the
fuck
I
just
said
Am
I
going
crazy?
I'm
talking
to
myself?
I
think
I'm
maybe
Beaver's
fucked,
just
my
name's
Josh
Davey
Scared
to
ask
myself
if
it's
changed
me
So
how
the
drugs
change
me
Everybody
thought
he
was
nice,
everyone
liked
him
Till
one
day
somebody
pissed
him
off
and
he
started
knifin'
Throw
him
in
the
'cyc'
bin
Fools,
can't
you
see?
I
was
just
trynna
be
cool,
it
was
you
that
made
it
exciting
School
for
five
years
with
the
rich
kids
on
a
scolarship
How
the
fuck
you
meant
to
fit
in
when
you
can't
ring
the
dollars
with?
Af'
school
I
was
bored
on
the
bus,
I
was
rich
The
truth
was
the
first
song
you
think
I
really
give
a
shit
What
they
think
of
me?
I
knew
that
from
day
one
Forget
the
words
even
though
every
day
is
the
same
song
Pick
up
the
same
bong,
sniff
the
same
shit,
tip
the
same
trip
down
my
froke
when
my
life's
got
bong
My
mind
speaks
to
me
but
I've
been
thunking:
"Fuck
that
dickhead!"
I
can't
hear
in
jiper
in
away
when
the
spliff's
red
Doing
for
the
fuck
instead
Fuck
an
angel
in
my
sin
bed
And
even
trust
myself
like
a
pinhead
Looking
in
the
mirror
like
a
taxi
driver
You're
looking
at
me,
punk?
Through
the
cloud
of
a
skunk
it
isn't
me
either
Pinch
that
Becks
and
there's
a
Vival
I'm
going
in
on
etern
like
howling
sex
drive
and
holding
a
screw
driver
Am
I
going
crazy?
I'm
talking
to
myself?
I
think
I'm
maybe
Beaver's
fucked,
just
my
name's
Josh
Davey
Scared
to
ask
myself
if
it's
changed
me
So
how
the
drugs
change
me
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