washing over me like the ocean
waking me up in a commotion
Doctor give me a potion
I need your devotion
what am I to do?
Wave upon wave
I'm buried as if in a grave
disturbing my sleep like a rave
waking me up won't behave
making me into its slave
What am I to do?
Have I been had
maybe I'm going mad
'ordered a happy meal but I am sad
one number short on the keypad
makes me a deadbeat dad
What am I to do?
Cold now and frightened
stomach muscles tightened
senses alerted and heightened
is it black or is it white and -
every day and every night and -
is this to be my plight and -
my god it shines so bright and -
can I ever turn off this light and -
overcome it; try as I might and -
I'm not sure I can fight it
here as I write it
but what am I to do?
With my emotions
washing over me like the ocean
waking me up in a commotion
Doctor give me a potion.
I need your devotion
what am I to do?
