Sunday Munich Think
Think that I've been here too long
Think that I say that too much
And I'm sure that I want to blame you
But I was once told how polite I should be
Many are the paths of glory
This isn't one of those
I don't want to hear about you
So why won't you listen to me?
I'm only broken down
When I can feel myself here
I'm only broken down
When I can see straight
I'm only broken down
When I can think clearly out of this
Fully developed
With habits and ego
And all of these things make me smell like a man
But I'm trying to prove you exist
But you're still in my head