(Hey, how have you been?)
Again on this same couch
How does it feel to be the one that is always met when he's at his lowest?
Before I liked coming here, I was searching for my soul
But one can't guide oneself (Indeed)
Dear diary
Today I concentrated on breathing
And being quiet at night
I'm waiting for every difficult morning
Every single night and I keep track on them (That's great)
Is it you who tells me
what's right or wrong here
(Well, I wouldn't say that actually)
I'm thinking that old man to be ice hockey player when my mouth says foul things
Njää njää njää
This is inquisition
Intern sponsoring my promotional video
Big rabbit, Donnie Darko
The walls are covered with egg cartons
Those guests who don't know better say:
"Oh, how nice home studio"
No, but it feels like that the sky falls on me
I no longer clean or do the dishes
It's useless
The recorder is ticking, the tape has terrible laugh in it
I repent, I can't keep my mouth shut
I'm waiting on the doormat by the mail slot
Maybe they come and visit me at last
I'm looking through the window shades isolated
Who is that stalking me outside in the shadow of the eaves
Owiehead, owie-owiehead-head
How terrible, what we have to endure
If you just could ever
Keep things to the minimum
Owiehead
Owiehead, owiehead, owie-owiehead-head
How terrible, what we have to endure
If you just could ever
Keep things to the minimum
Owiehead
Pain is just a feeling
Ambulance is just a means of transportation
You can feel safe
Until you notice that you're locked in (Oops)
The patsy of the school curator
That sick mind, always flooding the toilets
Surely not a kid who doesn't know better
They are not usually like that
They raised you as well
Sorry that I exist
I'm not sick, not even if I had cholera
I'm listening to my neighbours, like I was working for the phone company
Pizza delivery man at your door: "Hello, here's the pizza"
(Don't open)
Treatment meeting, room number ten
Ten people, ten times
I'm sure that I can't contain myself
Even though they compare every time to the previous one
The only pulse is the impulse
I folded myself twice
I have the power to turn water into wine
I was wriggling by the cross, just give me a kibbutz
I can see a comedian in the mirror
And a suicide bomber and the mark of the devil
Six six asshole
I'm more than healthy
But still I spend my holidays here
Owiehead, owie-owiehead-head
How terrible, what we have to endure
If you just could ever
Keep things to the minimum
Owiehead
Owiehead, owiehead, owie-owiehead-head
How terrible, what we have to endure
If you just could ever
Keep things to the minimum
Owiehead
Owiehead