Future Idiots My Condition song lyrics

My head is filled with nonsense,

stupid shit not worth the while

I just can't stop the damn thing,

constant thinking, no comply

And late at night when I try eagerly to fall asleep

my restless mind won't let me

concentrate on counting sheep

Do you like my thoughts of insanity,

it's my own recipe

I am sorry but I can't seem to handle reason

I am worried of my instability,

could use some remedy

You may check my condition

I'm sick of my tinnitus,

silence is a precious kind

I might be close to schizo

but for now I think we're fine

At least I'm not talking to a bearded man up in the sky

But I guess being sane has different ways

of being wright

I am a freak

I'm not unique

But I will be

A parody

I'll try to go back to sleep