Hysteria Songtext
von Mini Simmons

Hysteria
Hysterical me
The moneys gone cold
And your coffee won′t change a thing

Well, I'd lose my head
For a new warm bed
I′ve saved for this place
And a loan

Hysteria
Municipal me
The streets of the city streak bare
As its veins run dry


Seems I lost my work
As a blue-collar clerk
I've saved for this place
And a home

What would you do
When it comes over you
And you're all by yourself
Alone on the floor

Well, I′d lose my head
For a new warm bed
I′ve saved for this place
And a loan

What would you do
When it comes over you
And you're all by yourself
Alone on the floor