Текст песни Bastille — Basket Case*,

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[Verse 1:]
Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything, all at once?
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it

[Chrous:]
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid or am I just stoned?

[Verse 2:]
I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She said it's lack of sex that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life's a bored
So quit my whining cause it's bringing her down

[Chrous:]
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Yeah Yeah Yeah

[Bridge:]
Grasping to control
So I better hold on

[Chrous:]
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or am I just stoned?

[Outro:]
Am I just stoned?
Am I just sto-o-oned?

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