NYC Breakdown - Pink Turns Blue

My body does function, my brain is unconscious

I’m automated, follow instructions

Like a truck in the fields, a common break-down

I’m waste on a crap-heap, breaking down

No fun at holidays, a lifetime wasted

No smile no laughing, breaking down

Was wanting too much, asking for beauty

Was hoping for truth, but couldn’t cope

I’m breaking down

Breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

I’m breaking down

A nervous breakdown