by Cary Kembla
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TROUBLED MIND
Sometimes I try to find a change, yeah
I'm trying to find me something
To ease this troubled mind
At times I feel a bit afraid, and
I need to get some play, yeah
To ease this troubled mind
Some days I hide under my pillow
While everyone's out in the pouring rain
And when it's sunny they're in raincoats
Is it them or me unwell?
I don't even know myself
Sometimes I need a little toke, yeah
I need a little something
To ease this troubled mind
At night, when I'm feeling lonesome
It can get real hard to
Be in this troubled mind
Some days it's something like The Doors said
Everyone around me seems so strange
With all this trouble and this bloodshed
Are we all going to hell?
I don't even know myself
Sometimes I try to find a change, yeah
I'm trying to find me something
To ease this troubled mind
To ease this troubled mind
To ease this troubled mind
To ease this troubled mind
© 2024 Cary Kembla
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