They tell me it’s just a phase
Anxieties I possess
Can you tell me what type of phase
Makes your life a living mess?
Oh, I try to hold them captive
But they tunnel to be free
It’s just another great escape
As they take control of me
And mom tells me,
Pop another one of these
And they will all drift away
Like a fog in the breeze
So, raise the white flag
To the battles of my mind
Surrender up my thoughts
To a different place, different time
Camouflage myself
I’m no longer who I am
Holed up in my bunker
Till silent battles, begin again
They tell me to stop listening
To the voices in my head
But still whisper to me
As I lie awake in bed
Pretending not to hear them
Hope they go away
But now they’re making up my mind
Dead set they’re going to stay
Doctor tells me,
Take another one of these
And they will all drift away
Like a fog in the breeze
Very nice Nige - The raise up for the chorus is excellent