Unsound

Took a tylenol and an hours' drive
And somehow found a reason why i'm still alive
Well, i'm brought up that way
I never fall too far
I mean, it doesn't change the way you think you are
Now, let me fall asleep
Don't wake me up until next week
Until i finally get my feet back on the ground

It's good to be unsound

Moving back and forth, or don't move at all
Try to cut me down to size, i'll still be small
And wrap me up in words
Until the words no longer hurt
And i'll be listening to syllables and vowels

It's good to be unsound

I'd like to disappear and leave without a trace
I wouldn't have to feat the things i need to face
If i could be myself, if i could just let go
I wouldn't have to worry if i lose control
Acid flashing neonlights
The traffic in the streets at night
I'm nervously aware that you're in town

It's good to be unsound

Oh, please don't cover yourself again
Beaming down from a satellite
Are words and stuff, cut down to you needs
You've come a long way-ahead, on your knees
You've got the right to be wrong
You've got the right to be strong
You've got every right to be just like you want