Freakin' Out
Nothing to see, nothing to hear
Nothing to be, nothing to fear
Nothing to prove, nothing to say
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Nothing to feel, nothing to hate
Nothing is real, it's all too late
What do you do when nothing's wrong?
Ain't got a clue, ain't got no sub
Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth
Yeah I'm mad without a doubt
'Cause I'm really freaking out
And I'm going out of my mind
TV got me going blind
And I'm really freaking out
Hey man, you think you got it made
Provin' you stink on your Fender bass
Got on your aviator shades
Yeah man you're looking really ace
So what the hell you doing here?
Filling the space between my ears
Why don't you all just disappear?
The price of your friends is way too dear
Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth
Yeah I'm mad without a doubt
'Cause I'm really freaking out
And I'm going out of my mind
TV got me going blind
'Cause I'm really freaking out
Nothing to see, nothing to hear
Nothing to be, nothing to fear
Nothing to prove, nothing to say
Lala lala lala la lay
Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth
Yeah I'm mad without a doubt
'Cause I'm really freaking out
And I'm going out of my mind
TV got me going blind
And I'm really freaking out
Nothing to be, nothing to fear
Nothing to prove, nothing to say
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Nothing to feel, nothing to hate
Nothing is real, it's all too late
What do you do when nothing's wrong?
Ain't got a clue, ain't got no sub
Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth
Yeah I'm mad without a doubt
'Cause I'm really freaking out
And I'm going out of my mind
TV got me going blind
And I'm really freaking out
Hey man, you think you got it made
Provin' you stink on your Fender bass
Got on your aviator shades
Yeah man you're looking really ace
So what the hell you doing here?
Filling the space between my ears
Why don't you all just disappear?
The price of your friends is way too dear
Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth
Yeah I'm mad without a doubt
'Cause I'm really freaking out
And I'm going out of my mind
TV got me going blind
'Cause I'm really freaking out
Nothing to see, nothing to hear
Nothing to be, nothing to fear
Nothing to prove, nothing to say
Lala lala lala la lay
Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth
Yeah I'm mad without a doubt
'Cause I'm really freaking out
And I'm going out of my mind
TV got me going blind
And I'm really freaking out
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Chavez, Timothy Sean Fluckey, Kris David Kohls, Mike Ransom, Bill Appleberry, David Clark De Roo
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