Sitting in the back of the Cadillac of my brain One too many hits I go insane Need to get my body down on the floor Try to break through reality's screen door But I don't want to be another dirty hippy baby Breaking through I see you Talking to myself on the couch inside my head Every couple of months I think I'm dead Need to get my body up off the floor Gotta stop walking through the same old doors Beause I don't want to be another boring man, baby Breaking through I see you