Psychosomatic

There's a fire in your skies
You have x's in your eyes
I don't know you but know your kind

You are always short on cash
Have a Jesus on the dash
You lose a lot but not your mind

You make an art of staying clean
Even on the dirty scene
You can play the wicked game

Wonder why you feel alone
All your friends live in your phone
Every one a faceless name

What is the state of your mind?

Now you say you want to be
In the high society
You've been fitted for the gown

Dogs with money in a pack
Lie in wait and then attack
They get it up to get you down

And when it is all said and done
On the third rock from the sun
You're a slave to your own fears

The universe has always shown
That the single great unknown
Is the space between your ears

What is the state of your mind?
What is the state of your mind?



Credits
Writer(s): David Christopher Collett, David Christopher Buntz
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