Freaking Out Songtext
von Choir Vandals

The feeling of waiting to be hung is
Much like the feeling of smoke in my lungs
Hobby or habit, either way I′m done
What a conscientious web I've spun
Someone asked me how I′m doing
I've got an answer you probably won't like
I can′t find the words to say that I can′t hang when I'm high
Oh yeah, well I guess I′m fine

They all want to talk about the things that they did back in
School. And I don't want to think about the things I′ll never do


Oh, I think I'm ready to leave my
Body tonight, so I don′t feeling nothing
So quick to leave all my friends behind, would they notice I'm missing
But every time I think about the afterlife, it's so very frightening
But still, I′ll leave my body tonight, so I don′t feel nothing
Oh yeah, alright

How do I look, How do I sound?
My eyes fixated on the tile grout
Iron gum, mojave mouth
My teeth, are they falling out?
Conscious self leads to constant doubt

And I think I'll just go lay down
Somewhere where no one else is around
And listen to Know By Heart
Because I′m freaking out
Have I ever really been myself?

They all want to talk about the things that they did back in
School. And I don't want to think about the things I′ll never do

Oh, I think I'm ready
I think I′m ready to leave my body tonight