From 23 to 37 Lyrics

Synapse is reconnecting, I'm not wired right

Causes a strange perspective, convoluted outlook on life

Let go of my inhibitions, jive with my brand new soul

Caught in a storm I conjured, riding the first wave home

Here's a beer can, smashed on my head

Another cluster of brain cells wasted

Hit it relentlessly, 23 to 37

Turned those knobs up to 11

Dreams came true, turned to nightmares too

These days, I think that I'm too much for you

And everyone, I'm not myself these days

Earthquake, headache, pounding, pulsing

Bleeding faces and convulsing

Knocked out my common sense, impulses I relent

That is my new existence, hell or heaven sent

So many beer cans, I crushed on my head

So many clusters of brain cells wasted

Hit it relentlessly, 23 to 37

Turned those knobs up to 11

Dreams came true, turned to nightmares too

These days, I'm probably too much for you

And everyone, I'm not myself these days

Hit it relentlessly, 23 to 37

Cranked those dials to 11

Dreams came true, turned to nightmares too

These days, I think that I'm too much for you

And everyone, I'm not myself