When your coffee's gone cold
You're feeling hell'a old
And you're being told
That you should've done better
You should've done better
You should've done
Go get your bread and butter
But you still got nada
You still get nah
You still feel numb
You just want fun
Now you're living so reckless
'Cos you're running low on your blessings
Got those phantom dreams
Feels like hell, I'm guessing
But you put it to the side
Getting wild, getting wired
Tell those feelings they are fired
Put it to the side
To the back of your mind
Dance like psychopaths
Tell those feelings hold the line
Getting wild getting wired
Getting wild getting wired
Put it to the side to the back of your mind
Dance like psychopaths
Tell those feelings hold the line
Why am I like this
That's a good question
How long have you got
Now that you mention it
My mind is shot
I got good intentions
And I smile though my mind is aching
Well you should really, call for a doctor
I may, I'm A - I'm ADHD
I ain't gotta Poppa
And it's not a problem
Now you're living so reckless
'Cos you're running low on your blessings
Got those phantom dreams
Feels like hell I'm guessing
But you put it to the side
Getting wild, getting wired
Tell those feelings they are fired
Put it to the side
To the back of your mind
Dance like psychopaths
Tell those feelings hold the line
Getting wild getting wired
Getting wild getting wired
Put it to the side to the back of your mind
Dance like psychopaths
Tell those feelings, hold the line
Tell those feelings they are fired
We're dancing like a psychopath
Put it to side to the back of your mind
Dance like psychopaths and it'll stop you crying