About eight a.m. and it's come again
In the morning light, I wake up with a fright
On my mind
I'm feeling psychiatric
I'm in a total panic
Anxiety has come back to me
So I walk around to the morning sound
A cigarette and tea will it comfort me now
I'm feeling psychiatric
I'm in a total panic
Anxiety has come back to me
She is fast asleep
I wish I could be
Now it's ten AM back in bed again
As I twist and turn, solace I will yearn for now
I'm feeling psychiatric
I'm in a total panic
Anxiety has come back to me
I'm feeling psychiatric
I'm in a total panic
Anxiety has come back to me
She is fast asleep
I wish I could be
I wish I could be
Just like you
Not like me