Tekster: Black Flag. In My Head. Paralyzed.

(yeah...!)
Spinning down the drain again
Walls closing in again
Curling up inside again
No way in out up down or otherwise again

I can't move
I can't speak
I can't shake these troubles off of me
I can't move
I can't speak
And I can't shake these troubles off of me

Tracking (? )in wrapped up again
Shadows
Inward, turning inward again
Paralyzed and going blind again

I can't move
I can't speak
And I can't shake these troubles off of me
I can't move
I can't speak
And I can't shake these troubles off of me


I can't move and
I can't speak and
I can't shake these troubles off of me
I can't move
I can't speak
And I can't shake these troubles off of me

Wound up so tight again
My soul seeps out it's pores
Paralyzed and going blind
Paralyzed and going blind again

I can't move
I can't speak
And I can't shake these troubles off of me
I can't move
I can't speak
And I can't shake these feelings off of me

(yeah...!)