You Make Me Feel Like I Need A Psychiatric Evaluat
Wheres my freedom?
Pick me up.
I fell off the wagon again like clockwork.
Wheres my freedom?
Wash away the times we stripped our feelings naked.
Now, youve got to know that theres been times when everything
just seemed to fall in.
Wheres my freedom?
I forget the times we shared a single mattress.
Wheres my freedom?
White it out, the times we shared those epic glances.
Now, just fade away.
I cant be free.
Youve locked me down and ran off with my...
