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Well
I said I got the need
To tell you just how I feel
My brain is numb
No sense at all
Don't feel real
Come down on the street
Take it on the city bus
Wait in the check out line
Just a bit too much
Days and hours, months slip by
What do you want?
Who can it be?
But it's time to die
I got to know
You got me feelin' so high
But it's just not right
Fed up, frustrated
And low down

Said I feel so stuck
Want something else baby
Oh so very much
Pair of eyes
They lookin' back at me
Daring me to think about it
Freeze and stop
And do it again
Baby the way you do
What you did back then
Baby you got me now
Got me feelin' so high
With that bad shit
Fed up, frustrated
And low down
Fed up, frustrated
And low down

Been meaning to tell you
Just how it feels
Tear walls down
Left to dry
Draggin' on my heels
Now is the time
To lose all self-control
Think about all the garbage
In your brain hole
I want to scream
But got to keep quiet
I got you now
You got me feelin' alright
Baby baby I wanna tell you about it
Fed up, frustrated
And low down
Fed up, frustrated
And low down
Well   I said I got the need   To tell you just how I feel   My brain is numb   No sense at all   Don't feel real   Come down on the street   Take it on the city bus   Wait in the check out line   Just a bit too much   Days and hours, months slip by   What do you want?   Who can it be?   But it's time to die   I got to know   You got me feelin' so high   But it's just not right   Fed up, frustrated   And low down      Said I feel so stuck   Want something else baby   Oh so very much   Pair of eyes   They lookin' back at me   Daring me to think about it   Freeze and stop    And do it again   Baby the way you do   What you did back then   Baby you got me now   Got me feelin' so high   With that bad shit   Fed up, frustrated   And low down   Fed up, frustrated   And low down      Been meaning to tell you   Just how it feels   Tear walls down   Left to dry   Draggin' on my heels   Now is the time   To lose all self-control   Think about all the garbage   In your brain hole   I want to scream   But got to keep quiet   I got you now   You got me feelin' alright   Baby baby I wanna tell you about it   Fed up, frustrated   And low down   Fed up, frustrated   And low down