Depot - Psychic Ills

If I see you at the station

If i see you on the side of the road

Rather wait for a stranger

I know you’ll be looking down low

Whatever you’re selling I ain’t buying

All on my mind is fine

If I see you at the depot

Like a breeze trying to blow out of town

If I see you and you got nowhere to go

You know I’m not sticking around

Whatever you’re selling I ain’t buying

I know my mind is fine

Whatever you’re selling I ain’t buying

I know my mind is fine