LYRIC FOR SALE

By Scott and Doug Taylor

Emotional Disease

Clouds are drifting slowly by
In her jumbled head
Coming down from solo lovin’
In her sweaty bed

Weaving through the 30 cats
Stretched out on the floor
Drinks her coffee with her pills
Heads out for the door

Bridge
High, low
Overthrow
Knife in back
You won’t know
Here or there
Nothing’s fair
Dead on feet
She don’t care

(Chorus)
She’s got an emotional disease
She’s got an emotional disease
Tortured thoughts, misguided deeds
Herself she aims to please
She’s got an emotional disease

Sick role models in the past
Create cold oatmeal mind
Crush the hope of
Healthy love to find

Bridge
Up, down
She can’t be found
Hide in a hole
Time to score
Normal’s a bore
Let’s make it hurt

(Chorus)