Sitting in the back of the Cadillac of my brain
One too many hits I go insane
Need to get my body down on the floor
Try to break through reality's screen door
But I don't want to be another dirty hippy baby
Breaking through I see you
Talking to myself on the couch inside my head
Every couple of months I think I'm dead
Need to get my body up off the floor
Gotta stop walking through the same old doors
Beause I don't want to be another boring man, baby
Breaking through I see you