I think I'm falling off the cliff of sanity,
entering some slow motion mode that puts the whole world in
gear
My mouth is tired from fighting cavity
My vision isn't very clear,
like when you wake up at once
and realize what was in front of you is just
a shattered dream about a different life,
and it's all due to deep depression,
keeping you from going out tonight,
making you have such a bizzare expression
and you start dancing with yourself under the
faint moonlight
and you think, God, what am I doing
here, until you realize your life are going
down the deep well of self-pity
and you fantasize about the neighbor's daughter
who is really pretty... yeah.

you want to get out of this deep depression shit
but you're afraid you're going to get hit
on the head from the dark cloud hanging
over your head, banging
every time you get a happy thought
and you wonder what you ought
to do to get away.
don't let it stay.