Songtext von Manic Depression

Manic depression Is touchin' my soul I know what I want But I just don't know I gotta go out and get it Feelin', sweet feelin' Drips from my fingers My fingers Manic depression Is catchin' my soul Yeah Woman, so hot The sweet cause in vain We make love, we break love It's all the same When it's over Music, sweet music I wish I could caress Caress Manic depression Is a frustratin' mess Oh, oh, oh, ah Well, I think I'll go kill myself I'm going down I'm going down Down, down, down There really ain't no use in me staying here And hangin' around I've got to get out Music, sweet music I wish I could caress And kiss Manic depression Is a frustratin' mess Yeah Frustratin' mess A frustratin' mess (frustratin' mess) Music, sweet music Manic depression Music, sweet music A frustratin' mess Music, sweet music Manic depression Music, sweet music Manic depression A frustratin' mess Manic depression Music, sweet music Manic depression, ah