Troubled Mind


 

1. Strophe

Off she trots to the psychiatric hospit...
All she's got is the memory of a girl that used to laugh a lot,
Now she's very angry 'cause they say she's lost the plot,
And she's laughing in the mirror at her paper dress, 
'cause she has a troubled mind, a troubled mind, 
Rosie Black, she walked up in here wired up on crack, 
It's for the kids who have low self esteem, 
They've got no concept of reality, 
Living their lives inside a fantasy, 
Cuz they have troubled minds, troubled minds... 
 
Refrain:

Wipe the white golden dust into these broken hands, 
Must depend on a friend that will understand, 
Like the glitter making love to the gleam, 
Just remember things aren't always what they seem... 
 
uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,
uh,uh,uh,uh,uh...
 
2. Strophe:

Peter Pan could not admit he had become a man, 
He smashed the mirror into a million bits, 
Now all he seems to do is stare and sit, 
Painting pictures of a life that he'll never find, 
Inside his troubled mind, troubled minds, 
There's a sweet little guy called Mars, 
Each night he cries, this ain't the place I'm meant to be, 
He hides his dreams deep within a wooden box, 
He hides his secrets deep within his woolen socks, 
Life will pass him by, 
Inside his troubled mind, troubled minds... 
 
Finalrefrain:

Wipe the white golden dust into these broken hands, 
Must depend on a friend that will understand,
Like the glitter making love to the gleam, 
Just remember things aren't always what they seem, 
We can kill for the dust we need to fill these hands, 
Can't depend on a friend that will understand, 
Hate the glitter, we have murdered the dream, 
Just remember things are always what they seem...
 
uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,
uh,uh,uh,uh,uh...
 
 

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