Obsessed Songtext
von David Brookings

Coming back from a New York trip
I just made up my mind
To get a guitar
Get a guitar
And practice hard
Lessons for a year
And they tell you what you want to hear
So I quit to teach myself

Now I′m coming along
Coming along
And I'm starting to write songs
It′s gonna be hard
When you're playing one man gigs
You gotta be strong
Or you're never gonna make it big


I stare at the sun
And you′d think I′d get depressed
Not at all I'm just obsessed
Start a band
Someone′s gotta be an iron man
Cause no one cares as much as me

So I put on the phones
Put on the headphones
It's The Beatles and The Rolling Stones
I′m in a friendly competition
With my friends who share my vision
Yeah but no one mentions that at all

I'm miles away
Miles away
From the bars where the others play
It′s gonna get hard
If I ever really make it there
Cause I say that I am
But what if I'm not prepared

I'm focusing in
And trying to do my best
All the time cause I′m obsessed


One more verse
Some more about the curse
My family all agree
What is this want?
Why do I feel
The need to be?

Because from birth
I′ve been here on the earth
And always played these songs
So it couldn't be wrong
Or else why does it feel
So strong