Tytuł: Like A Girl

• Wykonawca: I Mother Earth
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Can't think a straight line beyond the hill
  It seems like a mountain next to an ocean behind
  A thrill almost in my reach
  If there's a way I could
  Feel the face of intelligence
  I'm a man, I would understand
  What a good head says...you're no me
  Can't see the forest for all
  The green, it all gets in my way
  Can't dig a desert without
  The need for old religion, for holy grails
  And a Jesus nail through the head
  For all the pain and misguided faith
  My mind erased before I had time
  To waste my afternoon
  
  Every thirty days a light goes on
  And brightens my backyard a yellow
  Dying sun
  I bite my tongue and swallow pride and blood
  On some other plane I have
  Become affected drawn and strange
  I'm inclined to blame
  My Mother for dressing me like a girl
  I don't know maybe that's kind of weird
  
  A teenage breakdown without the will
  Or without thinking
  Taking low roads and coloured pills
  Always searching
  Maybe then I would find
  A place in this mess
  It swells a vein that the only things
  That are keeping me awake
  Are re-runs of the Mod Squad and cartoons