一聽音樂網

Hello there, how ya doin'?
I've got all these thoughts just floating through my brain.
They bump and they collide,
And cause a flurry of confusion and it's gettin' on my nerves.
I try to hold myself together,
Fighting off this mental weather, when I can. (Sometimes I do.)
But this shit storm's never-ending,
And the atmospheric pressure's calling for rain.
This is what I've got going on.
This is where I belong tonight.
It's chaos in the courthouse,
And the left side's all upset,
Because the right side wants a summer home and knows we can't afford it.
I try to mediate between this constant tug-of-war machine,
But wind up in a never-ending game of telephone.
There's so much going on,
And I just need seven minutes to calm myself back down.
Now I forgot where I was.
Was it me we were talking about?
This is what I feared from the start.
I keep falling apart!
What's going on, is this where I belong tonight?
(What's going on tonight?)
What's going on, is this where I belong tonight?
(What's going on tonight?)
I can't stand the thought of losing sentences and every island of words.
I can't stand the thought of losing everything I ever thought that I knew.
This is where I run out of words that describe how I'm so damn hurt.
This is where I fumble and fold and take what I'm told.
What's going on, is this where I belong tonight?
(What's going on tonight?)
What's going on, is this where I belong tonight?
(What's going on tonight?)
I can't stand the thought of losing sentences and every island of words.
I can't stand the thought of losing everything I ever thought that I knew.