Sometimes,   feel at the edge of reason   I get strung out   feel like I'm going nowhere   and then you wind me up   just like you did before   gotta thrill, gotta chill, gotta spill   so I can rise again      just like everybody else      Sometimes,   question mark? full-stop.   this process is powerless   there's no way to the top   get fucked up just to fill me up   or so I tell myself   and this makes me wonder   process to order      Every now and then   right place, right time   get going with the flow of things   and I'm feeling fine   (it's alright)    getting back to basics   (ah ha)   back to the common mind   (it's alright)   got a chance to rise above   got a chance to be myself!   (ah ha)      just like everybody else