Fickle
Good lord, my mind's bored and flying off the handle
Creatin' keeps the brain from gettin' tossed and gettin' scrambled
Good god, don't rob yourself of all that progress
You really got a reason to turn back right now and digress
No, you don't, so no, you won't
No, you don't, so no, you won't
No, you don't, so no, you won't
No, you don't, I know you won't
Oh shit
Big hit
Relax your mind a little
You're getting to a time that ain't got time for being fickle
Oh me, oh my, looks like you grew a little
But don't fill your head there's more to tread and you can still be brittle
Break me down, won't break me down
This brittle man is here to stand, he's finished feeling fickle
Break me down, won't break me down
This brittle man is here to stand, he's finished feeling fickle
No, he don't, so no, he won't
No, he don't, so no, he won't
No, he don't, so no, he won't
He's getting to a time that ain't got time for being fickle
So lay back, relax, don't you relapse
The brain is built like dynamite, so figure out the detach
Don't slip yourself some, make you feel numb
When thoughts get really thirsty, it starts bringing out the worst, see
You might not be the same as I
You see, I see through just two eyes
Might not be the same as I
You see, I see through just two eyes
And good lord, my mind's bored and flying off the handle
Good lord, my mind's bored and flying off the handle
Creatin' keeps the brain from gettin' tossed and gettin' scrambled
Creatin' keeps the brain from gettin' tossed and gettin' scrambled