The attitude here is one of anger, bordering on insanity; a mood we all had to
get into to do this song. Broken strings, a dozen picks, a lot of coffee and 10
drum sticks!! I'm a poet and I don't even know it! Ha!!
I'm getting sick and tired of wasting all my time
And trying to read between your lines
It's hard to see yourself, when the mirror's cracked
Why don't you try to see the signs
It's time to realise
It's not that hard to see
Just open up your eyes
I've got bats in the belfry
Why not take all of me, or...
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