My State of Mind Lyrics

The seagulls are driving me insane

The postman hammering on every door

The beep of his machine

More hammering

And worst of all

The unfinished manuscript

In front of me

Suddenly it goes quiet

Except for the low rumble of traffic

And a song that I can't quite make out

And I miss them, I miss them

The seagulls, the postman

For I no longer have anything

Left to blame for my

State of mind

Here we go

We're going down

Again

My mind escapes me

Ah, for some relief

And it returns with thoughts

I dare not repeat

And I miss them, I miss them

The seagulls, the postman

For I no longer have anything

Left to blame for my

State of mind

Here we go

Yeah, we're going down

Again