My Descent Into Madness - Eels

Springfield’s looking pretty dusty today

I see their dreams coming undone

The view from inside ward nine affords this much

A town teeming with the unloved

Close the window and lock it so it’s good and tight

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Turning eighteen and trying not to look too lost

Have a not-so-nice day

The jacket makes me straight so I can just sit back and bake

You know I think I’m gonna stay

Talking very loud but no one hears a word I say

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Come visit me tonight at eight o’clock and then you’ll see

How I am not the crazy one

Voices tell me I’m the shit

Twenty days go by and every day looks the same

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I’m the shit