Obsessions

I'm on drugs
I feed my mind with the things I don't need
I spell my mind
Like the paper I read
Always the same, never the same, but always the same

I'm obsessed with the clouds and the earth
With the sun and the sky
With death and birth
With the who and the why
Just like before, there is no cure, I always want more

I get high on anxiety and the need to feel free
A hidden beach is where I wish I could be
No complications, confrontations but fascinations

Maybe I should go to that beach tonight
With a blanket, candles and a bottle of red wine
Watch the airplanes, airplanes passing by
And get it right, get it right, get it right

Tell me why do I crave for more
And do I lie to myself and everybody else
While I know so damn well
About intoxication, domination, big frustration

'Cause I'm possessed by the clouds and the earth
By the sun and the sky
By death and birth
It is all in my mind
Just like before, there is no cure, I always want more

Maybe I should go to that beach tonight
With a blanket, candles and a bottle of red wine
Watch the airplanes, airplanes passing by

I'm on drugs
I feed my mind with the things I don't need

I beat my mind
I beat my mind
I beat my mind

Maybe I should go to that beach tonight
With a blanket, candles and a bottle of red wine
Watch the airplanes, airplanes passing by
And get it right, get it right, get it right



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Rijke, Jori Van Gemert, Roel Jans, Roel Trommelen
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