Diary of a madman Lyrics

I feel so conscious about my life

My insides turn

Like a chain on a bike

I can't describe it but it makes me

Feel so sick

All I wish

Is to stop this mess inside

My head

I see my fan spinning on the ceiling

My brain turns numb and I have no feeling

I wanna get up

But I'm stuck to my bed

Bass guitar in my hand when

Will my nightmare end

In my messed up brain, I needa get it fixed

Because when I speak I feel like such a

Dick

Like a kid on swing until I

Take those meds

And it fixes that little mess inside

My head

I see my fan spinning on the ceiling

My brain turns numb and I have no feeling

I wanna get up

But I'm stuck to my bed

Bass guitar in my hand when

Will my nightmare end

I see my fan spinning on the ceiling

My brain turns numb and I have no feeling

I wanna get up

But I'm stuck to my bed

Bass guitar in my hand when

Will my nightmare end