It's a feeling I've had many times before
   I can't hold the fort so don't give me more
   I struggle and sweat when I'm wide awake
   When I know I'm fine, I'm not used to fine
  
   It's the same thing again
   But it could become a problem if
   We don't deal with it now
   And you blast off in another rant
   I've not opened my mouth
   Can you read my mind so easily
   As the madness sets in
   You must know that I'll follow you
  
   A sudden movement and a broken limb
   The patches are there to show where I'm hit
   My fault is it now well that's news to me
   Curled and joyless we try once again